(thank you.(thank you. I was going to break up with paul, but it was his birthday. i will never see him again.) there is a long pause. 'i have a better idea. continue to date paul all you want. he is an asshole anyway.' I burst into tears. (w-why.) 'what I want now is to get even with that son-of-a-bitch, and you are going to help me. I will tell you how thru the boys. take good care of the boys for me. I hear you are good in bed. cooperate with me and you might even keep your good looks. what are these marks on your ass and back?' (my mother beats me.) [25] 'here is the plan. Inez, pull the finger out of your ass, and suck on it. walk home with your fist in your cunt. do not take it out till you are in your bed. I know your mother is out of town. I will know if you pull it out before then.. do you agree.' (yes.) my finger tastes terrible. I waddle home naked with my hand in my pussy. I don't know if anyone saw me or not. they must have. my large breasts swing back and forth. finally I arrive. I am locked out. several cars are parked perpendicularly against the curb in front of our house, and their lights all come on at once. I am in the spotlight. I bang on the door. |