He’d lasted roughly fifty-five seconds in her, which wasn’t nearly enough to get her even close to an orgasm.Plan B culminated in Bobby being forc...bly ejected from the girls’ room. He firmly understood he wasn’t likely to get his dick wet in either of them again for a long time ... maybe ever. He didn’t feel like it was his fault. Both his sisters had gone bonkers.Plan C was Julie’s idea.If Bobby was going to go off and abandon them, then there was another man available who did know how to. When I'm finished with her, she'll be mylittle sex doll."Girl, dress! Put on shelf bra, panties, shoes. Keep nipples above edgeof bra. When nipple heals you'll hang bell from ring."I love that pretty white Venice Vanity Shelf Bra from Freddie's. Socute. Holds the boobies just right... perfect..... I'll squeeze the othernipple, then suck on it."Argheeeeooowww! That hurt!" Aw, how 'bout harder?" Please nooooo!"I'll suck it gently, she must learn the difference between my love andher pain.Make. That it would be mutual in its pleasure giving. That it would never represent anything fearful. It actually seemed all the more powerful for it.But what surprised her was she found it strangely beautiful. Straight and true, no odd bends or disturbing bumps. Straight and true like its owner, who she also found more and more beautiful every time she looked at him. His long narrow nose had no disturbing bumps either. The long narrow face held piercing or loving or excitable eyes, expressing his. The bell rang while he was still lying on the floor and he knew he'd be late for his last class but he was hurting too much to move and was still struggling to take a deep breath. Several kids passed him, most looking down as they walked by but none offered to help him. It was Rufus the janitor who finally came to help him up and all but carried him to the nurses' station.Sitting there he thought of what to do. His father often told them horror stories of what used to happen during the "witch.