Late on the second day, she abruptly felt painfully sick and dizzy. Lucy felt desperately in need of something and shuddered at the realization she ne...ded that filthy drug those monsters had given her. By morning she was doubled up in pain and nausea. George pointedly ignored her.The phone rang. It was John, the student she had gotten expelled, the student who belonged to the gang.“Good morning Mrs. Lucy Harper. How are you?” John was so polite.“What do you want? What have you done to me?”. She was intent on taking a fast shower, redressing and waiting for herride with Ben. After a moment however, the shakes were back. Therevelations of last night began to dog-pile on one another again. Bendoesn't have a car, remember? "Ride the bus then," she coached herselfout loud. "Get to school, find him and get the hell out of this mess." Soon, she forced herself to stop before the mirror and beg, "Please makeit go away, please. I can't do this. I want a vote, I want a choice inthis. Soon Lauren was cumming, moaning and thrashing as her father held her hips and plunged his tongue in and out of her pussy, pausing to lick and suck her clit every few seconds. Her pussy juices flowed down to her ass, wetting it, and her father freed one hand and worked a finger into her ass, using her own pussy juice as lubricant. Lauren was bucking up against his face, trying to get his tongue deeper inside her, as he worked his finger in and out of her ass, gently probing that puckered hole.. I was about to reply when she peered back over her shoulder at me. It was like those moments you see on the red carpet - when the glamorous actress with the svelte figure turns fleetingly back to the clamouring paparazzi and the whole world gasps at her indescribable beauty.‘Come here. Unzip me,’ She purred, and all I saw were flashbulbs.I don’t remember walking over to her. It was more like a trance. I felt giddy. She was chattering away - something about how she would make it work for all of.