Hank and I are basically computer illiterate. I knew this was my way to get him over to the house.About afew weeks ago, Hank had met him outside our h...use and needed him to help carry in some heavy boxes from the car. I had no idea this was happening and when I am home I usually just walk around in my bra and panties. Unbeknownst to me, Ryan comes walking into the living room as I am watering my plants in my bra and panties. He immediately apologized for walking in on me. I was startled at. The big mistake I made,was to lay down for a few minutes.I was awakened by my phone ringing.It was John again,and all he said was to check my e-mail.I brought up my e-mail,and the it was.Pictures of me sucking cock,covered in cum,and getting my ass fucked.The message he sent was, next time you disobey me, your pics wil not have your face blacked out.I hopped in my car, and drove off to the book store.As I pulled into the parking lot,I noticed it was almost full.At that moment, I was in big. I don’t want to go. “John! Get up and get ready for school! Don’t want to be late on your first day.” My mom yells from downstairs. Fine. I get up and head over to the bathroom. My morning erection trying to poke out from my boxers. I say trying because it so small I couldn’t even grip it properly. I’m all washed and ready for the day. “John I really wish you would cut your hair. It’s so long. Is that what girls are into now?” “I like my hair, mom.” I plead. It’s almost like a security blanket.. I grabbed my laptop, typed in my password and handed my laptop to her. She quickly read my rather generic reference letter and began adding stuff. I interjected, Latoya, I wont sign anything I dont agree with. She smiled, her tone oddly foreboding, Oh dont worry, you will definitely agree with it when, I am done with you. Her odd answer was unsettling. She exuded a smug superiority I just couldnt figure out. I attempted to take a peek at what she was writing, but she dismissed me. Wait until I.