Steeling myself for whatever would happen I spoke again "I want a Polaroid picture of Charlene Nobles as she was ten minutes before I took her virgini...y taken in the bedroom two minutes ago and she doesn't need to be asleep. She will think nothing of it and believe I look like I did then." I removed the picture and there she was. In the picture she was as pretty as I remembered. Turning to the bed, she was just as pretty in person. I leaned over and swapped a little spit with her. Her hands. Hisdad just assumed it was from his breakup with Zoey and didn't questionit. What Dad didn't know was that a drunken Lance, impersonating Simone,was held down by a guy and forced to make out with him in front of acrowd. It was the most humiliated Lance had ever felt. And Zoey wasnowhere to be found until it was over. He didn't think he could face theschool as Simone anymore.His plan was to walk into the main office, explain the situation, andhopefully get re-enrolled as Lance. Maybe he'd face. I listened to the sound of his voice as he thrust inside me. His grunting was like a drum beat in unison with my heart. The pain faded into discomfort, the feeling of my anus being stretched and puled all at once.I felt my own hard cock get even harder as his wrecking ball testicles slammed against my ass as he fuck me as hard as humanly possible. He grunted and moaned and pumped away until I felt his cock spasm inside my battered hole.White hot pleasure shot through me as I shot gob after gob. ‘How completely . . .’ Keith couldn’t think of anything that quite summarized how angry he was. The punch had done a pretty good job of that. Reginald and Keith were both ‘escorted’ to different areas of the hospital to cool down by hospital security. Everyone had forgotten about Pat in the scuffle, which is what she wanted. Except not quite everyone had left. Mary Baker still sat at her bedside. A nurse touched her shoulders, indicating it was time to leave. Mary was crying softly. ‘I loved.