‘Tell the police you and your friends tried to beat the shit out of a kid and that kid beat the shit out of the three of you instead? I don’t thin... so.’ He grinned. ‘You really are a worthless piece of shit.’ He leaned down so his face was close to Ron’s. ‘I’ll tell you something and you better listen. From now on, you stay away from Tina. I know you have visitation rights, and I can’t keep you from visiting Bobby, even though I doubt he’d miss it. But if you ever, ever bother Tina again, I’ll. Then she went to work on Sam's brand new silver Camaro. After spray-painting the words "slut" and "whore" on the sides, hood and windshield of the car, she had used a hammer from Phil's coveted tool box to shatter the headlights.Following that, she'd gotten into her own car and driven aimlessly for a few hours, seething with the hot temper that still boiled inside. She had always been the good girl, had always done what was expected of her.Even the clothing she wore was prim and proper. A. “Lay with me” he said softly, a little tremble in his voice. I layed down also and gently rubbed his hip. We layed like that for a few moments, almost as if he was building his courage for something, thinking about something. He then moved back towards me until he felt my cock touch his ass cheek. His smooth, soft skin, his plump, shapely ass. I immediately got hard and could not help but to rub it gently and slowly against him. He was trembling, he was so nervous, more than ever before. He. (Buy Sami soda.) Later she tattle me he ask too if me-Een longtime? She go no. She go, maybe not so solid, Een-me.We talk. Why home, not out party, Riis go. School I say back. What, he say, not believe me. Hears me good, knows something up. What? I cry, Een-me done. We rase it. Oh too bad, he say. So sincere, Riis, almost believe he only care me feel bad. Almost.Next day, Een and me go round on the tongue. Heads up, though. No shame neither. No big surprise I find. Nobody think we valentine.