Start at the beginning and tell me what has been happening. Monica replied that about 6 months ago, after she had gotten her tits, the boys at school...had started looking at her more and talking to her more, even the older ones. One day after school Jason, who had just gotten his drivers license asked if he could give her a ride home. It was great to have an older boy interested in her and she had said yes. They got in his car and he asked if she had to go straight home. She said no and he. Candy could feel that the urine was mixed with the thick goo of Martha's pussy juice."Hmm. That's better," sighed Martha. "Much better. It is so liberating to pee in your own back yard, to expose yourself to the bright sunshine and, possibly, the neighbours! Don't you think?" I've never peed in my backyard," confessed Candy. "It looks like it could be fun though." It is. But sometimes I do worry what it will do to the grass!" Martha chuckled. "See. It is starting to look a bit patchy."Candy was. “Turn around” I said, but Ann frowned and replied “No, not unless you ask nicely”. “Turn around please” I said, “Better but…”, “turn around pretty please darling” I begged and she did.As she slowly rotated the sight of her arse in front of me was wonderful and she displayed herself in such a sexy seductive manner that I had to stop stroking myself as I didn’t want to come again just yet.Facing me again Ann said “Do you like what you see” and at the same time she ran her hands down over her. ” “No Service,” emblazed on the face of the phone. In the distance, she saw scantily clad women walking the streets, and men hung about them on corners, rough-looking characters — pimps or drug dealers. The men were mostly niggers and spicks, the darker inferiors that infest this part of the city.Kristen had to find help. She had nothing to fear, all they need do is see her, and they know she was their betters. These miserable’s could never hurt someone so superior to themselves, they’ll view.