It looks like an old bathroom; a small room large enough for maybe five people to comfortably stand in. Mounted into the wall is the TV with the maske... woman, and mounted to metal pipes on the other side of the wall is another woman. We both have no clothes (ask about strapped on weapons, if you're interested in making it more brutal), save the metal tying us to the other end of the wall, and a strange looking collar strapped tightly to both of our necks. We both look shocked, we both look. No wonder the women had snickered when she'd told them she'd swallowed. They had seen on the video that she'd had no choice as Simon had held her head shouting, "swallow that bitch sister!"Worst of all though had been the end when she realized that the women had seen that Simon had fucked her to an orgasm. The thought of Simon shooting his cum inside her and him feeling her orgasm around his erection was horrendous.Vera knew immediately that she had to have revenge on those bitch women who had. She spent her recesses with Juliet, and discovered that although they were from different continents they had a lot in common. The final two periods of the day was a double period of art. She was pleasantly surprised to discover Ms Saunders taking them for art, as well as English. The class was given an opportunity to begin a new project. Chris sat quietly to one side, and began sketching Juliet, who had set up a still life model of wax fruit, and was concentrating with single minded intensity.. “So what are we going to do now?” Asked Lara, as we finished the meal. “It’s one boy and two girls.”I’d been thinking the Side thing, and had filthy ideas, not expressed. It was a bit awkward. Precociously thinking, I supposed I would have to choose one of them, and snub the other. I really didn’t want to do that: I had too much respect with history of me and Stella but considerable desire for Enika.“Do you think you can handle it, Druce?” Lara continued.It slowly dawned on me what she had in.