I kept swatting her ass."We made his cock angry," Robin explained. "Our butts did." Oh," Dana replied, looking at my cock in Shayla's tugging hand. "I... is angry." I've decided our asses need to be punished for teasing him," Shayla announced. "And, in order to try to make his cock happy again, we need to take turns pulling and stroking and jacking it while he spanks us." Oh, it's a jack 'n' spank," Dana realized, smiling as she stepped forward to take her turn. "We used to have these in. It wasflashy but in a good way.?Oh come dear, let?s get out of these clothes and take a bath.? Thisbathroom was larger than my whole trailer. ?Be careful not to wet yourhair or rub your face sweetie. The dressing area is over here.? I followher. Seems like a lost puppy but my head is spinning from all this.She opens these two large French doors to reveal a ?closet? that is aclothing store, shoe store, and accessories store combined. There arechairs and a table in there. Chairs and table in a. The first floor of our church was a relatively unknown area to the majority of the members, it was essentially a storage room. And off to the side of this room was an apartment for youth interns that was currently unused. As we entered the studio apartment style room. She sat on the couch, and I followed suit."Evans, we have nothing to talk about, last night was a onetime thing," she said, then she turned her face away, "I'm so ashamed of it." Are you really? Susan why did you invite me to your. . No, I was in a car accident. Last week." She twists her arm and I let her go, "As if I'd even talk to you if you hit me." She fake laughs again and hurries into the building.I broke her arm. A week later, her pretty face is still black-n-blue. I'm not an asshole; I'm not good enough to be an asshole.As soon as most everybody's inside, I smoke another cigarette less because I want one and more because it gives me something to do with my hands other than punch a wall. Maybe all those bruises.