Myself and the other openly gayseniors were in the principal's office."What we'd like to do is give you guys something special. You've had itrough he...e, you especially Ms. Graham. What we're going to do is let youall have your own graduation ceremony. Away from all the discriminatingstudents." The balding, overweight, cigar-scented principal of the schoollied through his teeth. This wasn't going to be anything special. We allknew what it really was. He was telling us we weren't welcome at. I was keeping an opened mind. I had heard that women who aren't great looking, are usually tigers in bed. I was hoping she'd be like that.She didn't live far from the supermarket. We arrived at her house and I helped her carry the food into her kitchen. She had a very nice house. From what I could see, she probably lived alone. I noticed that she had a few cats."Would you like something to drink? I have some beer?" I'll take a beer," thanks.She went into the refrigerator and took out a beer.. Get on your hands and knees.? Angela obeyed. Charlie walked across the room and got a dog leash and collar from a cabinet drawer. She fastened the collar around Angela?s white neck. She then unbuckled her belt and slowly slid it out of her blue jeans. She folded the belt once in her hands, then stepped behind Angela. With a heavy slap, the belt came down on Angela?s fat plump bottom, leaving an angry red streak across it.?That?s for blowing my truck horn,? Charlie said. "And that and that and. . there’s not one fucking sign of a bikini top ever being on them.By the time I looked over at Hennessy, she was pulling the bottle down, swiping the back of her left hand across her lips, with her huge brown titties wobbling, long after she passed the bottle to Allison. I had to look twice, after wiping my eyes - Allison’s shirt is wadded up down around her waist and her little cherry-red, pointy nipples are aimed right at me. She smiled at me and put both hands underneath her homegrown melons.