Growing up, people around her made sure she knew. She often heard, ‘If only Petra were pretty, then she would not have it so hard. Too bad her Mom i... the way she is.’ Her Mom worked and left her with an older neighbor that hated kids. At first she told herself that Mom didn’t really have a choice, but later she learned that her Mom really did not care. So she simply took care of herself. They never celebrated birthdays, Christmas, or even trick or treated on Halloween. Mom would rather stay. Barbie had threatened to jump ship with the whole "doll selling" business because she was becoming bored with the eternal insipid smile she had to keep on her pretty face all the time and the silly things they programmed her to say to keep the little darlings as her followers.She really liked some of her special outfits like the "Cowgirl" and "Nurse" and "Bikini" but parents were hesitating on buying the ones she liked the best because they were not considered a proper role for young females.. Oh ... ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Sheila sobbed,feeling herself giving in to her blazing sexual excitement."Yeah! Sure! She loves it all right! Look at them eyes, you guys! Lookat them fuckin' eyes! Them's whore's eyes!" another onlooker said,standing on one of the seats behind her, looking down on her from hisvantage point."Damn right! Cheap little slut! Let's show her a good time!" anothertall man said.Sheila's cunt sucked at the short burly man's impaled tongue; sucked atit in spite of herself. The tall. "Do I get romanced or do we get right to it?" Romance isn't all that it is cracked up to be. Why don't you just lift the skirt, lose the panties and bend forward over the desk." You make me feel like I have bad breath." It's not that sweetie, it is just that you have the tightest and sexiest ass I've ever been in and I just love the sound of your voice when you beg me to fuck you harder and make you cum." Oh you silver tongued devil you," I said as I did what he asked and bent forward over the.