He had no idea how Jill was going to take things, even though she’d encouraged him every step of the way. He had too much of a conscience to go behi...d Denise’s back.There wasn’t much he could do until he talked to Jill, though. He thought it would be a good idea to feel things out through Watch first. He knew her better than anyone, and might have an idea of how to break it to her.Course of action decided, he finished getting dressed and went to get Denise’s bag from the car. On the way, he. Her hair was drenched, her make up was running down her face and she continued to cough uncontrollably. She was met with no compassion, instead two of her classmates were laughing at her and getting close up videos of her drenched face. “Back in the water slut.” Mr. Wilson commanded She coughed as hard as she could, before lowering herself back into the toilet water. Her pussy was aching from the pounding that this man was somehow still giving it to her. The man reached around and gave her. It was late in the afternoon when I finally reached home, or what we called home, a small apartment in the complex. It was one of the nicer ones though, since my Dad was one of the scientists. I was getting tired so I got a glass of water and headed to my room. I stopped as I passed my sisters room, who was a year older than me, and looked in.She wasn't there, so I went in on impulse and found a satin nightgown that she didn't wear often. I took it to my room and put it on. It didn't take long. "Yes, Daisy Chain Sharon, my cunt, you're going to fuck Richey the Fourth, as royal a fucking dog as exists in Christendom." Fuck a dog? Me... fuck a dog?"The enormity of it confounded her. She'd always thought of herself as hip, as willing and able to take on anything and everything in the sex line--everything except sucking a dirty cock and that was just a hang-up, as everybody knew. Oh, she'd heard of fucking dogs, sort of, when a girl friend described it in a movie she'd seen at a stag.