“Like that matters,” Barb said dismissively.“It matters a lot. Guys talk. Girls can get reputations of being high maintenance real quick,” Max...said with a smile.“So. I like it when a guy spends money on me,” Barb said.“High maintenance women attract assholes. You wouldn’t want to date an asshole who treats you like dirt, would you?” Max asked.“How is he treating me like dirt when he’s spending money on me?” Barb answered. She had him there.“He’s probably dating another girl, too. Assholes tend. She pushed back, whimpering. That earned her a hard slap on her ass.“You love being used like the horny slut you are, don't you, Marguerite? All the time you wasted on rich pussies who gave you a quick, polite missionary fuck, when what you really wanted was to be taken and used like a whore.”No man had ever spoken to her like that during sex. To her surprise, the crude words awakened something deep in her. She groaned, then whispered. “Please.”“Mm, that's what I like to hear....a slut begging. They said ok they will not tell my parents but on condition that whatever they say I will have to do. I said it is ok with me. They asked me that since I had smelled their panties and bra they wanted me to take out my undergarment and vest. I tuned back to get to bath to take out my clothes they said not in bath there only I had to strip any give them what they wanted. I hesitated for a moment they again threatened that they will tell my parents, I then unbuttoned my shirt and too off my vest. I could picture what she meant and smiled also, "Well give her a kiss on the pussy from me," I said, "When you're finished can you let Margaret know I'm leaving Alice in her hands and I'll see them all next Monday at the court house, unless Alice wants to see me earlier." I told her and after asking her to check Alice out I broke the connection.I closed down the computer and made sure I reloaded it to wipe out my password on the system - can never be too careful.I was walking along a corridor.