I texted back:Sorry, super tired. Can I take a rain check?I quickly went back to my dorm and into my room... thankfully only having to say hi to Max w...o was texting someone and not looking up.I went to the bathroom, my eye itchy, and looked in the mirror. My eye looked bloodshot where the cum had splashed into it.I sighed, before I took a selfie of myself and sent it just as Tasha texted back:Fine!Of course, I knew that meant that it wasn't fine. Yet, instead of calling her, or inviting her. He pounded away at her for a few seconds before he pulled out his limp dick. Before she could move, a boy was in front of her with his dick aimed at her mouth. She squeezed her eyes shut and started to suck on the boy. He grabbed her head to really start face fucking her hard. As soon as one of the other boys saw what was going in, he jammed his dick into her ass. Some girls stopped to watch as they made sure to tell Marissa that she had better do it right or Santa was not going to give her any. "Yup," Roger grunted. He didn't feel like talking about it.Irwin sighed. "Yeah, I heard all about it again."Roger shook his head, his eyes mostly shut. "I'd like to figure out how to get even with that bitch," he mumbled angrily. Irwin grinned. "Rog, old boy, I might have an answer for you," he said enigmatically. Roger stopped, spinning toward his friend. "What are you talking about?" he demanded, a tiny trace of hope slipping through his angry fa?ade.Irwin grinned. Roger had taken the. . replace..." Hmm..." Jim suddenly gasped and shouted, "What?!!!"Cindy kissed him fiercely and whispered, "It was Isabelle's idea. She thought it best if I asked you. A'moth agreed..." My gosh Cindy! Do you know what you're asking?!" Yes." But... but..."Cindy sighed heavily. "He'll be your son. I know. Kyle will be your son. And you are the light of my life. Kyle will be my son too. Maybe not in genes, but spiritually, where it really matters..." But... But he'll be a slave!" Oh, it's even.