Lick the goo out of my cunt, will you. I hesitate. One thing is to drink her pee and to eat her shit. Or that of her friends, for that matter. At leas... thats all womans stuff, and I can deal with that. It even turns me on. But this, no. What? Oh, dont fake it. I knew all along you were queer, the day I met you. Come on, I dont have all day. Dig in. I turn away. This is too much. She has gone too far. I quit. But before I get past the doorway, she is on her feet and leaping after me. My head is. I don’t know why any guy would. Your legs are too skinny, your eyes are too far apart and you wear more makeup than a porn star moonlighting as a clown. Go to hell you sad, plastic bitch.”I walked away just as her jaw dropped to the floor.Emma was outside, puffing on a cigarette. She claimed to not be a smoker, but tobacco always seemed to magically appear when she was stressed.“You ok?”“I’ll be fine.”“You want to get out of here?“No, I can’t. I have to see that bitch every day at cheer. “I like your boots Debbie, but aren't you too warm?’ Sarah asked. I glanced down at Debbie’s legs and saw that her skirt had fallen away from her legs revealing her boots and stocking tops. Without thinking I reached over and stroked the top of her thigh where the nylon ended and the flesh began. I felt my cock stiffen. ‘A little but they turn Dan on,’ she confessed. ‘I can see that!’ Sarah laughed, ‘They turn me on too but I think Dan is cruel asking you to cover your legs on such a warm. Another smack, catching her off guard, the other cheek slapped this time,her head rocked back and forth. "Now will I get your cooperation? Karen,give me the riding crop," reaching over to grab the black riding cropfrom her. "I'll not wear out my hand on you." Her head was reeling from the blows, her cheeks stinging, tasting blood inher mouth. What had her mother gotten her into with these evil women? "I'lldo what you say," surrendering to them. She saw Julie tapping theriding crop against.