‘At this hour, it’ll be my mother or one of my sisters.’ ‘Oh, in that case, I’ll get it,’ and Jen answered the phone. ‘Hello.’ ‘Oh, ...i, Lisa, I’m Jennifer, Yeah, he’s right here.’ Jen kind of grinned when she handed me the phone. ‘Hi, Lise, what’s up?’ ‘Mom told us that you were engaged,’ Lisa said. ‘Does this mean that she’s already moved in? It’s what, just seven in the morning.’ ‘No, Lisa, Jen hasn’t moved in. She’s just here for the weekend.’ ‘So, you’ve already gotten your birthday. Some dribbles over the flesh between asshole and pussy. Some dribbles down my legs or spatters on the cobblestones of the alley.All the while, he whispers in my ear, “When little girls have boy haircuts, dress like boys, and act tough, they get fucked like the boys. Especially monkey nigger cunts.”His big nasty dick rips into me, cutting, slashing up shithole. My belly rubs over the bricks, it hurts. He holds me in the air, clutching digging his thick fingers deep into my waist, fucking me,. .....The man who's watched Mistress serve me his spent cum in all mannerof humiliating ways- most recently by "allowing" me to pour his usedcondoms on to my tear streaked but always smiling upturned face, which Ithen delicately and diligently collected and sucked and kissed off mypinky tips, endlessly moaning and lisping my thanks for the "wonderfulgift" as they laughed at my disgusting display...And I'm brought back to the present again as a gush of sissy juicesquirts out of my cage, trailing. Dylan Smith. This is his first posting so be gentle with him.’ With that he turned on his heels and exited the room. ‘Ah, fresh meat for the slaughter house.’ Not the most encouraging of introductions I would have thought. ‘Pay no attention to Bruce, he’s been around far too long but refuses to retire. He’ll probably die on the job, leaving nothing behind but the memories of his cynicism. I’m Maureen Roberts, and you saved me from spending another year as the youngest teacher on the staff. I.