He begs her, "Please, don't cut off my tiny white boy dick. I'm begging you. I'll do anything just please don't cut off my white boy dick." Good. Bett...r do as we say," she spits on his face again. The teen doesn't put up a fight at all. "Now keep your hands on your head and when I tell ya turn around ya turn around, ya hear," she demands. Mark nods 'yes' afraid to piss off the mean bitch. Everyone watches as she further degrades him."Turn around, white boy," she orders. Mark turns around just. It was right in the middle of my bottom, between the cheeks.” I had to stop this, “We can’t do this. It’s wrong for me to feel this way about either of you.” Lacey shook her head, “No, it’s okay. It could be like we’re experimenting, can’t it? I mean, just to see if we like it.”‘Oh, shit!’ I thought to myself. She’d virtually taken what I’d said about them touching each other and turned it around on me. I shook my head, “I don’t know. I’m not sure we should be discussing this.””You said we. “I wanted to do things. I wanted a life. I wanted a family. I wanted to be something. I didn’t want to hide in the dark for the rest of my life.” Jen shot back.“I’m so sorry.”“She’s got a life now though. She’s the fucking best.” Alicia said.“You’re a killer?” I asked.“She’s a fucking predator is what she is.” Alicia corrected.“And it’s all been leading to this.” Jen said.“What do you mean?” I asked.“Jen made me promise that if we ever found you, she would get to kill you herself.”“Where are. It really doesn't really matter which one Suzie has. I'll have my laptop, we'll still have one for the family, and one for Squirt to use. Why did you ask, Mom?" You can really afford two computers?" Sure, Mom, I have a few thousand in the bank drawing interest, and some in my checking account, why?" I guess it didn't dawn on me how much you had saved and how much you still had." Mom, I worked 40 hours this past week, at almost $16.00 an hour. That's over $600 I have saved from working so far,.