“How did you make out?”“Not bad -- down eight bucks. Did you check out Jackie’s new look?”Sierra regarded her. “Why, what a cute haircut. ...o you like it?”“I love it. Do you know what would look good with it?”“What?”“Little gold studs.”Sierra let out an exasperated sigh. “When you’re sixteen.”“Awww, Mom ... Other girls...”“You’re not other girls and you don’t have other girls’ mom. On your sixteenth birthday you can go get your ears pierced. That’s a promise.”“Oh ... All right. I’m gonna go. It takes all restraint to keep from screaming. It clamps down tighter and tighter, I pull at the bonds, screaming inside my head, but just moaning loudly out loud. My clit feels completely crushed, my mind explodes with pain. He continues fucking me, but now it hurts beyond compare with the clamp on my clit. But somehow, I feel the burning passion I had before building up again&hellip, even through all this pain I feel an orgasm start to build. If you dont release me from this torture, at least. I am horny, damn it!I was one of those who go into super sex overdrive when pregnant. I’d been that way once before but a twelve-week abortion had eliminated my finding out if the fetus was black, brown or yellow. Those were the alternative possibilities to my white husband at the time. We’d split over it. He’d wanted me to fuck around for fun but couldn’t accept the consequences.I’d settled down a lot and look what happened. I knew exactly whose fetus this was and it hadn’t helped.In. "Again Sue burst into fits of laughter and I into torrents of tears.When we finally got home, Sue told me to remove all of my trousers, jackets and underwear from my wardrobe and dresser and dump them on the floor, including those that I was wearing, then to put my new clothes away. I did as she said then she entered the room."Okay Lee, now go and burn your old clothes."I begged and pleaded with her momentarily, but found myself scooping up my clothes and heading for the back yard. I went out.