His apartment was right there ... and he was asleep. She had been so quiet."Seven," he counted, and her eyes grew big. He had come in there telling he..., "Eight," telling her how she had interrupted him, and how he was going to tie her up and use her as a sex toy, "9," unless she said NO right now, right, right, "Ten."She knew she had every chance to get away. She could have said no, she could have walked away and apologized later. He smiled a wicked grin and struck out, grabbing her hair and. Much better!My mom said for me to fix my hair and face. I brushed my hair and put itinto a ponytail. I saw a bunch of different lipsticks on the vanity. I waslost! My mom selected a light shade of pink and handed it to me. I tried toput it on and messed it up. My mother chuckled and came to me with tissuesin hand and wiped it off. She took the lipstick from me and showed me in themirror how to apply it. Ok, so now I had to blot and reapply another coat. Idid and I blotted that. My mom was. Sammy screamed and wailed and swore, trying to fight her off, but Liz was the stronger of the two and easily held her grip as she dragged her back to the bedroom. “Bitch, let me go!” Sammy screamed, but she was immediately silenced as Liz slapped her forcefully across the face, and threw onto the bed. Liz had spent hours prearranging and planning this so Sammy’s bed was ready for her the moment she was thrown up it.Liz wrestled her sister face up on the bed, pinning her down. “What the fuck do. There were beautiful lesbians everywhere, all bumping and grinding to the latest hit by destiny's c***d. It was such a gorgeous sight and I was almost tempted to stick with my usual agenda of just sitting back and watching the women have fun. But tonight I was determined so I just kept repeating that to myself over and over. Shana was also resolved, and before we knew it the rest of the group was making bets on us: who could pick up a girl the fastest, who would pick the best-looking, who would.