'You've got a butterfly on your left shoulder blade and a dragonflytramp stamp.'I went back to the bathroom and saw I did have a small butterfly on my...houlder blade and the small of my back bore a larger red and greendragonfly. Returning to the bedroom, I looked in the wardrobe andhanging there was a black mini dress with red and green ruffles roundthe hem. I took it off the hanger, it was a halter neck. How the helldid she imagine I was going to wear that?On the floor of the wardrobe were a. “Go on,” she says. “Do exactly what you did yesterday.”I implore, but she’s adamant, so I start pulling my cock. Pretty soon I get real hot and I’m enjoying it – the more so now because Penny is watching. She stares at my rod. It’s hard as iron. The veins are standing out. The head is purple and swollen so it looks like its gonna burst.“Imagine! Thirteen years old!” Penny murmurs.I’m getting hotter by the minute. I can feel the flush in my face. I start to breathe hard. I can feel the pulsing. I wondered if my baby had been affected by it’s uncle’s long, thick cock that had just fucked the shit out of me or if my mom’s neighbors had been worried by all of the screaming and cussing that I had done while I had writhed in 8 or 9 body wracking orgasms during my latest fuck session. They were probably used to the sounds that came from my mom’s place, so I doubt that they would have noticed. I lit up a second cigarette, after finishing my first, and then I looked over to see a guy watching. Darlene was waiting outside the journalism room. "I've decided. I'm going to go for it." Go for what?" Tami asked."I'm going to emancipate."I knew that Christmas had been hard for her. Her mom had wanted her to be home with her family, but Darlene remembered Thanksgiving and celebrated with Robbie and her dad instead. She'd had one call from her step-dad—one that I knew about anyway. He'd accused her of ruining the holidays for her mom and sisters. Robbie said she'd cried for hours.Warning.