That weekend wasn't about having fun. It was about settling a score. I am almost never a mean girl, but i was mean on that weekend. Sometimes, as the ...aying goes, a girl has to do what a girl has to do. Payback can be hell. Hey guys, remember that!Out of the blue a couple of weeks ago i got a call from this guy named Brian that i knew in college. He had tracked me down by using one of the social networking sites. In college, Brian was every girl's dream. Really cute and strong and with lots of. . and again... you know the fabric between your legs has become soaked... how much of it is from Sam's wet tongue and how much is from the juices that have begun to flow out of your burning cunt?... you try not to disturb Sam from his activities as you very slowly pull your hands out from under your head and slide them down the sides of your quivering body... down over your now-jerking hips... down the outside of your thighs until you reach the hem of your skirt... ... you grasp the sides of. Jenny of course had come in the ambulance with me. Poor Helen had trouble getting past the Specials until Jenny had intervened. So I gathered the Specials were supposed to be my bodyguard.Christ, the hospital staff went through the book on me. X-rays and just about everything you could think of. After much pulling and pushing me around they treated the few minor grazes I had and diagnosed concussion, to be precise, mild concussion they said."What the hell happened?" I asked Jenny when I finally. Me inmotorbike and Gaby in bikes. All three of us come from famous sportingfamilies. We are united in supporting Bishop Richard in raising fundsfor less fortunate children."Gaby spoke, "I maybe the smallest of the group, but I am the Juniorcaptain and so represent all the Junior team. On saturday we will beholding the ride of the champions this is also a fund raising event toraise funds for the Yorkshire Air Ambulance. Bishop Richard the juniorchoir or Angels as we are called will certainly.