She had a pink book bag on her back and a pink cell phone in her hand. The girl looked and made eye contact with Jessica, but it was only for just a s...plit second. Lets go inside, Jessica. The furniture is already in place and the movers will worry about the boxes. said her father, breaking her concentration towards the girl. Sure, she replied as she headed towards the front door, still curiously staring at the young brunette entering her home. Jessica scrutinized the inside of the new house.. "No not really" he replied. "What the fuck bitch? The correct answer is yes ma'am" I said as I pulled almost all the way out. I slammed it into his ass as hard as I could. "Yeeeesss maaa'aaam" he screamed out. I stared fucking him nice and slow. Wow three and a half inches. His asshole is stretched to about the size of a can of soda maybe even bigger. Amazing!!! I was mesmerized at the sight when I would pull almost out and then ram it home again. I was really puting his sphincter through the. With them stands my pastor. He stands with a solemn face. The air is quiet, the crowd stands still. Whispers rise as I walk through the doorway, as they see me come for the final time. There are no welcome faces, none at all. Only faces of condemnation. In the center of the platform lies a tall wooden cross, waiting to be raised. Waiting for me. I feel fear. I stop walking. My guard grabs my arm and pulls me forward. Towards the platform. Towards my death. My fear grows. My heart. “Parents are pretty predictable. I’ll just put this inside. Grab some drinks and snacks and have fun!”Emmy and I went to a table and got some chips, then got sodas from a cooler, and went to talk to Al and Frank, two guys who graduated with us that Dale and I were friends with. I saw Dale and Stacey back talking to his cousins.“All set for medical school?” Frank asked.“In about four years! I have to do my undergrad in biochemistry first. How about you? All set for the University of Maine and.