"So I am Detective Emory Sutton, I am interviewing Miss Sylvia Porter, and her Attorney. I am making this recording of the interview which is in conne...tion with the attack on her by Freddie Louis Vasquez."That is when I thought, oh shit, this fucking drug war either started by sheer coincidence, or some kind of witness tampering. The whole thing might have been personal, not a Miami sanctioned thing at all. I almost wanted to laugh. I wasn't sure that since he brought his army into it, there. " Brad said"Suck your cock? Well....I ahh..." Heather was lost for what to say"Heather this is real simple. You can be my little slut or we can discuss your sluttyness with your parents. Of course something like this would spread quickly around the school. So all things considered you should start by sucking my dick!"Brad dropped his pants and lay back on the desk. His cock was sticking straight up. Heather slowly bent over and looked her teacher in the eye. She looked up but then reached up. "Get over here, get him ready for me." It took me a second to realize that he was talking to Sarah, understanding it when she went to her knees behind me. I gasped when she spread my ass, then let out a long moan when she began licking my asshole. I had thought about it before; it was every bit as good as I had imagined. She kissed my cheeks before she spanked me a few times as well; I started, not expecting it. She leaned back in, and her tongue made me squirm with delight, as it circled. I don't remember. I left Corey in the woods when she needed help; was this my punishment. It hurt her to walk home; I made her walk home all alone, knowing that I was mad at her. I deserved this.My whole body ached. I wanted to go back to sleep. I wasn't tired anymore.Hours upon hours; I laid in bed almost motionless. Why couldn't I just fall asleep? My entire body was in pain. I couldn't do anything. No one was coming to help. I was alone for two weeks. If I did not heal myself, then I would.