"Now, what would a good little christian girl like you need to shave your twat for?" I asked her, but she was still out like a light. Taking advantage...of that, I put some tape over her mouth too, and then sat to wait for the cunt to wake up. Half an hour later she awoke, and she was PISSED. She started squealing, shaking, making all sorts of noise. I stood up and walked over, before hauling back and then slapping her hard across the face. "Shut the fuck up cunt!" I yelled in anger. My tone made. It was only two more weeks until the new semester started. Then she laughed. "The men will have to eat their OWN cooking for a while. It'll make them appreciate us a little more. That'll larn 'em, darn 'em'!" This brought more laughter.It was nearly 5:00, and Sharon and Mary would be here any minute. Supper would be ready, so everybody except the ladies were chased out. As if on cue, the back door slid open and Sharon and Mary stepped in. They both rushed over to Mike to express there gladness. Of course I left. I did not see her again. A week later I find her again on the hospital stairs and she apologized for the situation, she approached me and gave me a kiss, I felt a kind of electricity all over my body, I felt my cock begin to harden, it was instantaneous, I pushed it away and followed the esacleras. I do not forget that moment anymore, from there I was hypnotized, his lips, his eyes, his perfume came to my head constantly! Two weeks later, and having talked a few times more. Finishing the last word, I opened a new document, cut & paste what he had written, and then began my own contribution:Breeding of Erika: Second Chapter“Hey Dad. How’s it going?” I began, my heart thumping in my throat.“Hey Charlie,” came his familiar warm reply, “I was just telling your mother here that we should give you a call, since we hadn’t heard from you in a couple of weeks.”“Yeah, sorry about that. Been really busy at work ... and other things. I hope I’m not catching y’all at.