Bethany Belle sometimes calls herself a beach ball with a head.Because of her initials Bethany Belle has been called butter ball, bubble butt, and big...bertha. The girls would tease her in the gym changing room because of her huge tits and her big ass. During lunch some boy always tried to toss a grape down her bra.As she got older it only got worse. Kids would stick signs to her back saying wide load. Even the name-calling got worse. I overheard someone ask one of the pretty girls in school. Put me back in the world. Undo what he did. Get me my life back." Um..." Brock began."What is it, Brock?" I asked him."There aren't any other temp deltas active," he said softly. "That was the only one." What do you mean?" Courtney asked angrily. "What do you mean? What do you mean?" She was heading rapidly for a fevered explosion, and Brock was looking scared and panicky."Brock, can you explain what you're saying?" I asked, although I was pretty sure I knew.He stuttered a bit, but got out,. He gets the water nice and warm.Richard goes back to her and cuts the ropes holding her hands. He flips her over and handcuffs her hands.He then grabs her hair and pulls the tape off her mouth and pulls out the panties. She doesn’t scream, she’s still panting. She can hear the shower running.She asks him why the shower is running. He reples “So when I’m done, I can wash the blood away.”Jeanette starts to cry again. Richard tapes her mouth again.He grabs her by her legs and pulls her to the edge. Plus with her husband’s new promotion, money was no longer in short supply. The longer she thought about it, the more she liked the idea. After her break was over, she returned to the front desk. She looked around the office to make sure no one was in the immediate vicinity, before doing some research about breast augmentation. The thought of needing to get surgery just for your husband to be interested in you was more than a little demeaning, but Eleanor felt like it was her only option. She.