You better get back here." She said."Fuck that, I'm going to the school," I said."Get everybody you can find out there now," I said. "Tell the dispatc...er you speak for me." You got anything in the car?" I asked Osborn."I have my service Glock in there," she said. Get it, you are riding with me. When I got into the car, I slipped opened the locked glove box and pulled the old five shot .22 mag out. I ran with the .22 mag derringer in the pocket of my sweat suit. My newer eight round revolver was. Some of them are barely making it through their classes and they have shunned me, picked on me and really treated me poorly.The story I am about to relate all started when Meg, one of the girls in my class, told me she wanted to be friends. Right there, I should have known something was wrong.Meg sat with me at lunch and wanted to "hangout." I knew deep down there had to be an ulterior motive but, as time went on, we talked more. It was mostly about school and my grades and how good they. "Lets sit down and talk," Carla suggested."OK," Julia agreed so they went across to a picnic table with a bench and Julia carefully sat down."It's odd how traditions persist," Carla explained, "It was in Roman times, you see the slaves were being abducted so for their own protection they brought in the collar and chain." Before that the slave girls would be raped and robbed but with the chain their minder had to stand there while they did what they did, and the minder took the money and. Debra laid there in total shock with her legs spread as her younger sister lowered her mouth to her pussy.“I wanna see her climax,” Tomas said, and sat back to watch.Wanting to get it over with as soon as possible, Holly went to work on Debra’s clit. It caused Debra to cry out loud sexual moans, as she uncontrollably gyrated her hips, in a fucking motion. Holly hated lesbian sex. However, she had gotten really good at it from being forced to perform with Judith Higgins. Then, suddenly, Debra.