He smacked myass, hard."Twenty six sir" I answered."Including Jack?" he asked. I realized I had forgotten to count him."No sir, twenty seven then. So...ry." And when did you start taking cock?" He pushed against me a little more,and my hole was beginning to open up for him."About two months ago sir" I told him, turning red at expressing my deviantbehavior out loud."Holy fuck boy. Almost 30 different men have fucked your ass in twomonths? And you're not gay?" With that he finally pushed. I was going to stop to talk to Ms. Freeman before class but hadn’t counted on how much the crowded halls would impede my progress on crutches. I listened to an insufferable explanation of probabilities of independent and dependent events that she read from a book and then she had some kid work one on the white board while he explained what he was doing. He was more interesting than the teacher and I suspected he knew the subject better than she did.At the end of class I stopped at her desk and. If William and his mother knewabout my little 'problem,' then who else knew about it. Apparently Susanand the other girls didn't because I wouldn't have been invited to a girlonly birthday / slumber party, would I? Mother told me that Sarah,William's mother figured it out on her own and William must have heardSarah and Mother talking on the phone and figured out the rest.I couldn't worry about this right now; I had a birthday party to getready for. Mother and I went shopping that night and I. Her work was easy: smile and greet, scan their CAP card, take their payment and wave them through. The worst thing was the stupid costume she had to wear. This was the Hellfire Club, so she was a red demon: red teddy, red fishnet stockings, red fuck-me shoes and small red horns. Waitresses and pole dancers had a small red tail as well, but that wasn’t needed on reception. The worst part was the shoes, Brianna had never worn high heels before – always sneakers – so she’d had to practice walking.