She let herself go. She gained weight, drank heavily and took little care of her appearance. A little over a year ago I had been at her house mowing h...r lawn when she talked to me about how miserable she was and how she wished she had something to do. She had bookkeeping, sales and marketing skills and was thinking about a business since she saw a for sale sign on a florist near the salon where she had her hair done. She had some cash, but did not want to ask mother for help, or take out a huge. Jenn stood above mewith a malevolent look and beat me unmercifully with a minature cat-o-ninetails. My stomach and thighs were soon covered in large red welts and I wassobbing uncontrollably. Thankfully I had been able to tuck my cock when thetirade had begun, sparring the agony of a lash to my glans. This was not agood way to wake up. Before I could recover, Mistress swooped down and clipped a leash to mycollar and began to drag me toward the door. I scrambled to my feet toprevent being choked. The kissing contest was Brenda Ratner’s bright idea. Brenda somehow bet Elaine Sullivan she would know Dylan’s kiss blindfolded. Elaine called her on it. Brenda and Elaine put their AP heads together and came up with a double blind test, literally. They wrangled together all the other couples in the basement and commenced to have a blindfolded kissing contest. For science, they said. They got Samantha Billings to be judge. She also kept everyone’s head from knocking together or running into. He tapped the mirrored button on his vest and made a Friendship society gesture. "Mickey, please put him down!"Rourke shook his head, too soused to interpret the movements or see reason. "I'm gonna break this fuckwit's legs!"Rourke cocked his arms to throw Gary across the room and then gasped and stumbled. A blue-skinned albino ghoul in ragged clothing had leapt out of the crowd nearby and kicked him in the shin. Rourke dropped Gary and spun to face Asher Stravjan. The Gypsy agent stood in a.