I said I would go if it was with Rick ... Now I need a good replacement ... No, I am not going with a black man! ... No I don't let John do that. He w...uld think I was a slut ... I know, but he thinks I just like to flirt a little. If he only knew, he'd kill me in a minute, ... I'm in so deep now I guess it is a death wish..."I'll do the woman on woman thing, but that is all I will do. I've always been curious about that ... I guess I'm going to be a slut after next Friday whether I want to be. Next Jacob and then Jason were called. They corroborated the Marshal’s testimony on what was done and said at their house.Lastly April and August were called. The girls took the stand together. Both were already crying. Their fear was evident. Daren’s lawyer wanted to question them. He had not questioned the other witnesses. They were citizens and his antics would not have been tolerated against them. Against two underage slave girls, however, he felt he could hold his own and make them look. Jimmy wasn't the most coordinated guy in the world, but he got there in time for the back of Lori's skull to crash off of his forehead. His backward collapse from the collision was accelerated by the rest of the girl slamming into his torso. Chet and Rhonda could clearly hear the whoosh of air escaping from his lungs as his chest was compressed between Lori and the track, while his head thudded and rebounded off the ground."Jimmy!" Rhonda screamed. She scooped up one of their first aid kits and. . said," I reply, slowly stressing every word.I wait. The realisation then crosses his face a few seconds later, and I burst into laughter at his delay."Did you make a joke? Am I joke to you?" he asks incredulously.I think I may be in trouble, but instead, he sprays me in the face, throws a pair of trunks and then the other soaker at my feet. He runs off over the lawn and disappears behind some trees, gleefully laughing.I pull the trunks on, thankful for some modesty then I fill up my soaker..