“It isn’t true you know.” She said when she had finished the soup.“What isn’t?”“That I’m a slut who fucks around and got pregnant afte... a gang bang.” Susan looked like she was going to cry again before she pulled herself together.“Sit there a minute.” Morgan went to his room and fetched a hairbrush. Standing behind Susan he started trying to brush the tangles out of her long blond hair.“Do you want to tell me about it?” Morgan asked softly as he worked.Susan sighed. “He was my first.”“Who. As I pulled up in my Ferrari a fashionable five to ten minutes late, she looked me in the eye, smiled, and stepped into the passenger seat. "Nice car," she said as she sat down. She then saw my blue vest and shorts combo, and looked me up and down in mild amusement. "I like the look." "You refer to my minimalist couture?" My deft retort was met with a slow nod, and a sly smile. "Just thought I'd do the right thing and give you something pleasant to gaze longingly at during the long and tedious. Then, to make it worse, he peed a lot before the erection ended. I stuffed my other butt plug in Sean and we got dressed.Anyway, today John mashed one of the boys' cocks in the field and looked quite sexy. I knew today was the day. I waited until he went to the locker room and then I covered his head with a sack and tied it, duct taped his feet and handcuffed him. I then put him in the mushroom pose and stuffed him in my big backpack. I brought him into the same toilet cubicle that Sean and I. Within aminute, Katrina returned, placing a plastic cap on his head before takinga small metal tool, pulling at small strands of his hair. She worked frombehind, tugging small section after section through the cap as he satthere, wondering what she was doing. She moved to the left now,continuing before finally moving in front as she finally removed the hairfrom his eyes as she stood in front of him. She straightened his face ashe looked over, as she was mixing some chemicals. He could smell.