I hugged him close and then I just stood up and started undoing his belt and his zipper.Danny was breathless. So was I!I pulled his pants down. Before...I took of his boxers I wanted to ask once more: "Do you mind Danny?"-"Ah, shut up and take them off!" He burst out into laughter. It was so funny and exciting at the same time. So I just pulled them down very fast. "Damn.... " escaped my throat.Danny started laughing again: "I guess you like it?"-"Yeah!" was all I could say while nodding.I was. I begin to move, to writhe, to yell at them that it's me, Karla, her unconditional slave. It's me, it's me Karla! Do you hear something, Marylou? You can't understand anything, her voice must be broken. I told you it's useless, it's a piece of shitty something. Pity her lovely face, said Marylou.And of breasts, look how they are pushed out, noticed Mistress Amy.Marylou smiled. She must have been a slutty doll, offered, throwing her boobs in everyone's face, shit for sure. I wonder if she ever. " That good, eh?" asked Eric."I'll say. It's a shame you couldn't bottle that. You'd make a fortune." Hmmmmm... bottle it? No. But sell it? Now there's an idea." You mean?" Well talk more later" smiled Eric as a yawning Jeanne appeared in the doorway, her hair mussed, but her lovely nude body quite enough to get a phallic jerk from both men."Can a girl get a cup of coffee around her?" she asked starting to walk into the kitchen but suddenly halting, her steps now small and gingerly.They all. My mother pounded on the door, but I barricaded myself inside. Eventually, they left.They never returned.As soon as I figured my parents were in church, I unblocked my door and took Willa to the kitchen to make her soup. The ringing doorbell startled me. I almost ran back to the basement apartment, but I knew my parents wouldn’t be ringing the bell. Even Jesse’s mother usually just walked in. The two officers at the door gave me the words of death.We’d had a freezing rain. The streets were.