She heard a voice from downstairs.She heard a voice from downstairs. "Sandy! If you want a lift you've got 3 minutes!" Oh no! It was Donna! And she was about to leave! She pulled out the one pair of socks, those silly 'party' ones that she used to wear. They were awfully little-girlish, all frilly and white, but she had no choice did she? She could only find her mary-jane party shoes, so she did up the little straps, and tied a ribbon around her braid before checking herself in the mirror one last time. "Oh I look a mess!" she thought. "I look like I should be in Kindergarten! The little flared skirt part of the dress left her long legs all bare, and when she arched her back it flicked up, showing her panties! "I'll just have to be ever so careful..." she thought as she ran down stairs and saw Donna starting the car outside the front door. She slammed it shut, and jumped into the passenger seat. "I couldn't find any of my clothes Donna!" she said to her sister. Donna just grinned at her "Really? I wonder where they are?" "I don't know.. I can't remember -- because you were so horrible to me yesterday..." she sulked. "I don't remember being horrible to you! Anyway, if I was you certainly deserved it... and I don't want to hear any more about it if you want a lift from me." Sandy shut her mouth, but resolved to tell mom and dad the moment they came home. She'd show them, she wasn't going to be a toy for her sisters to play with! She remembered all the names she'd been called, "cunt", "slut", "whore"! Mommy would be so angry. Especially about the thing they'd pushed into her private parts. |