I will tell the court that it's all my fault. But I can't bring myself to renounce him as one of my main men when it was you that attacked him." I had...a tire iron when I went up to the house, but I threw it down when I saw he didn't have anything—you know, like a gun," I said."Jimmy, I will do my best for you, but Reed—he is still going to prefer charges. I will try again to get him to drop them. But..." Never mind, Claire. I really can't get my head around the fact that you are still fucking. God I was turning into a Nympho. They again took turns with my holes, when one came another took his place. I had so much cum running out my ass and pussy. When the last one came after 2 hours they left me on my hands and knees with my head on the bed ass high in the air and my poor gapping asshole and red gapping battered pussy had a steady stream of cum running out of me. Tyrone let me rest again for an hour. I got a drink and then showered to get the cum out of me for the next go round. I. “Chloe! Breakfast is ready! You’re going to be late for school!” my mom shouted from the kitchen downstairs.“I’ll be down in a minute!”I ran downstairs and quickly wolfed down some pancakes. I grabbed my bags and ran to the bus stop, barely managing to knock on the bus door just as it closes and starts to leave. As I walk in the bus, I spot my friend, Emily, and take a seat next to her. “Ugh. Did you study for the test? I’m so screwed,” she complains as I take a seat.Crap. I forgot about that.. The couriers then see the drivers as the enemy in the gratuity stakes at the end of the tour. There's also the problem of what the courier would like the drivers to do, and what the drivers are legally allowed to do as far as driving hours go as well.The driver told us that he thought the courier was a complete tosser and rip off artist as far as couriers go. But didn't enlighten us on what kind of rip-off's he was pulling. From personal knowledge though I'm aware that he probably insisted on.