Luckily, they weren’t busy and I could do a walk-in appointment. I had never done this before, and was a bit nervous about it, since from everything...I heard, it hurts a lot. Indeed, it did. When the lady looked at me a bit oddly when I requested it, I said “I lost a bet” acting annoyed, she chuckled and waved me to a seat. It felt weird not having any hair anywhere. My skin felt like it was chaffing against my clothes, hurt. Come Saturday, the butterflies in my stomach increase tenfold. I. Yours, too." No, Cal, he doesn't hate me. He's trying to help me. He found me a better job, one that pays twice as much as the convenience store job. And he ... Ah, hell, Cal. We read Coach all wrong. He's a good guy. If he'll help me; he'll help you. And he won't let your dad tear into you." Humph, Coach is big, but my dad is mean to the bone and he won't fight fair. If he has to, he'll take it to Coach with a baseball bat or a tire iron." Cal, Coach whipped Tiny Saturday night," Larry. Look what you made me do! Now I cant fuck your cunt. Sit up. Put your hands on the bed behind you to stay up. I hold myself up with my weakening hands, the fresh wound from my pinky leaking more blood onto the soaked sheets. Please… Just kill me. Look at all that blood! I already did kill you, you fucking whore! Your brain just dont know it yet. He brings the knife to my right tit and stabs straight towards me through the nipple. I let out a whimper. He pulls it back out and turns the blade,. “You have to feel these. Plastic is so fake. These are So sensitive,” she pinched a nipple ... it stood. She shuddered.“Real ... these are real. If I never thank you for anything again ... David ... thank you for this.”She kissed me.Val kissed me ... kissed Grace ... and said, “Come with me, Grace ... we’ll fix you up.”Ten minutes later, I had two dancing girls ... and things went up from there.Ceiling said, “There goes the Restorative surplus.”We had a great time for a week ... the three of.