Mom came up to wake Bethany and me for breakfast. When she knocked on the door, I woke up fast and told her we were coming right down so she wouldn’... open the door.Bethany and I scrambled for our nightshirts and left the door open to air out my bedroom while we giggled our way down the stairs. It wasn’t until I sat on the cold wooden chair that I realized I’d forgotten to put on my panties. I was worried the scent of sex would give us away, but Mom didn’t seem to notice.Mom had set out a. .. Christ! that girl really turned him on. He didn't mean to walk out on her this afternoon, perhaps he had just expected too much of her, after all she was only thirteen. Jesus though, how much did she think a guy could take, she was so voluptuous and inviting, he could almost taste her nipples between his lips. All week long, petting and carrying on, a guy could take just so much before he burst wide open.But perhaps she really was afraid and now she was hurt and off somewhere crying. Mike. Enjoy it." I will, baby."So the blonde girl is a sadist, too. By the way, she is the only blonde among us. Miss Noenoe is a brunette. So is the beautiful Tigresspalm, the sweet little Bluebird, and so am even myself, the she-monkey. I enjoy the humiliating address she-monkey. It makes my pussy tingle. "Give me a drink, Gorilla", Glassrose says, and Noenoe brings the strong Tequila. "Cheers!" They all drink, except me, of course. I am very thirsty, but i know well i am not allowed to drink. "If you're, not a crack-head why do you prostitute yourself out?" I do it because it is what I do. It is just what I do, it's what I have always done. I don't have nothing else I can do – so fucking for money is what I do."Her back hurt but not from the cot in her cell. Rochelle hurt because the muscle bound blonde Aryan bitch in the shower hurt her. Throwing her down and making the small black woman service her. Forced her to eat her out in front of all the others. The shouting and jeering.