And I must say, when I was putting it on, it felt very strange. However, I had decided I would try to keep it a little modest on this evening.I was su...e I had reached my objective with this outfit, and when Illiana saw me, I could see it in her eyes how much she liked it. And also our friends were looking at me, as if they thought that I was some kind of pinup that had jumped out of a magazine. Nevertheless, the looks they gave me told me what I wanted to know, the first part of the evening was. Pinching his arm hurt. OK, it was a hallucination. Too much beer. Coffee. He needed black coffee. Heading for the kitchen, Scott caught his reflection in the dining room mirror and froze. What the Hell? His clothes had changed! What was he doing wearing a sports shirt and dress slacks on a weekend? And he looked a lot younger. Moving closer, he ran a hand over clean-shaven cheeks. There was some sort of makeup all over his face. And his hair was actually styled, like one of those movie stars.A. I think so.."Jasmine yanked viciously on Melissa's hair. Melissa clenched her teeth, lips thinned and clamped together, inhaling deeply through her nose as the sudden pain hit her.Jasmine pulled again on Melissa's hair, tapping the back of a knee with the crop, "Kneel." she commanded. Melissa dropped to her knees, Jasmine walked around and stood before her, one hand still tangled in her mane. Discarding the crop she looked down on Melissa's upturned face. Without warning she spat on her friend,. Fuck her BRO.The other guys were yelling too, screaming.Lisa was struggling. Bubba was hanging on to her ass fucking her pussy.Bubba was sweating and swearing.Dats it bitch, fight it. The wooden saw was moving all over. Everyone was screaming and shouting.Bubba drove hard, ruthless, unrelenting fucking.DIE BITCH DIE. DIE BITCH. DIE BITCH. Fucking DIEShit Ya, shes bucking like a Bronco.Ride her Bubba. Harder Man, Rip her apart. Fuck her to death.Tyrone grabbed her face again.WAP WAP WAP WAP.