” I see her eyes get big with fright. “I heard you in your room last night, who else have you told.”“Only Damien and Amy,” she squeaked out....I released her neck and blocked the door.“Who else was in the room last night,” I demand.“Tommy Gunderson,” she says. Fuck the guy that was the bully and gang leader that I beat up for trying to rape Emily. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!I’m in my room getting ready to go hang with my new friends. I’m still mad at Cindy for her big mouth. I haven’t even been out of my. She sent me back to the principal's office. He laughed, and told me not to do it again.I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am.Today, my teacher asked me to tell her what famous person I admired most. I told her, "Colonel Sanders."Guess where the fuck I am now...EXCUSESThese are actual excuse notes from parents (including spelling): God bless the American education system!My son is under a doctor's care and should not take P.E.. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, just like the girls in the magazine. It made my mouth water to look at.“Why? I’m just your daughter. You see me in a bikini all the time.” It was true only my dick sometimes perked up then too! “Are you ashamed of me, Daddy? Couldn’t I be in this magazine?” She pressed up against me, her full naked length hot against my body, my hardening dick pressing against her belly.“Of course you could be,” I admitted. “You’ve got a beautiful little body.” I was suddenly very. Two slotted posts with planks between them, each cut out in a half circles big enough for the prisoner’s neck and wrists. Currently, it was empty. “It’s perfect. Custom made for whores, kitty.” Laura’s voice was cruel, her grip on my hair even crueler as she unhooked the leash from my collar and forced me to bend over until my neck was resting in the center cut out. I felt a stab of panic, struggling uselessly as the reality of my situation set in. Locked in place, my ass and cunt available for.