I tried to answer that I was going inside, but was met with another painful kick to my crotch.As I lay there, holding my crotch, rolling around and mo...ning in pain, John said,"The second kick was for trying to speak. Now its my turn bitch. Since bitch dogs don't talk, or walk on their hind legs, you're going to follow me inside on all fours, like a good little bitch. And remember, no talking!"John went ahead of me and opened the door to my house. I followed, with my face burning in shame. What. Trish called her mom from the pay phone at school and her mom said yes.By the time we got back to my house my parents had left for the weekend.Trish and I made some sandwiches and I called Sara and told her to come on over.When we finished eating Trish and I sat down and watched tv until Sara arrived about 15 minutes later on her bike.We were sitting close to each other on the couch... I smiled at Sara and told her how I really admired the lovely shape of her nicely developed boobs,would you. She added money for one month’s food and cheap accommodation in each city, plus spending money, insurance, rail travel, entry fees for tourist attractions and then broke it down as an expense per country. She printed it out, saved it then flopped onto her bed. It was three o’clock but the sun was no longer out, the trip was doomed to failure, Addie was right and the evening was going to be horrible.She showered, changed her clothes, tidied her room and even gathered together some of Rob’s. She pantomimed spitting at his crotch, even making a disgusted soundeffect. He cringed. She set her jaw and gave him a threatening look.He realized belatedly what she wanted, and began to bow, going as low asthe dress would permit. After a half dozen uncomfortable efforts hestopped and waited to learn why she had summoned him. Chan rose from thechair and stood close enough for him to inhale the strong inexpensivescent she wore. The haughty woman said, "My friends are coming. Youwill serve.