My “cunt” was sore, but I couldn’t help myself. And I did as Tank had demanded and shaved all my pubic hair. Looking in the mirror, I looked 12 ...with my bald pussy and small tits. I bet some old pervert would pay lots of money to fuck me right now.I did go to bed early, I think more from pure exhaustion than anything else and I fell fast asleep.I awakened early Monday morning, went down and had a light breakfast, and then back up stairs until I heard both my parents leave for work. I found this. "Yes, Angela. Are you alright?" Yes, I'm fine, but I need to stay late for a meeting about a case that goes to trial tomorrow. I was hoping you could stop by here on your way home and I could, well you know," she said.I chuckled. "No, Angela, I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" So I can get some of your cum," she said in a loud whisper."And just how do you plan on doing that?" I asked, enjoying the discomfort she was showing. It was the first time since the parking lot that she seemed. I’m 37, two kids, divorced twice. I’ve dated a couple of dozen loser guys since then. I am sure John is best man I will ever find. I don’t want to screw this up.”Good story. I’m such a sucker. But, not so much that I couldn’t come up with a word-stab.“Un-Huh. Like stealing $30 k was going to bring the two of you closer.”“It was a few hundred at a time, mostly. I always thought I could just pay it back come payday. But something always seemed to come up. I think I took over a thousand once or. " The rumor is his wife's a dyke," said Jamillia."I've heard that too - I'll have to find out sometime. Anyway I'm goingfull on into the act. I'm yelling and shouting, telling him that he owns me, telling him how big his cock is, and just being loud as all hell. One of the guards steps in and tells me - get this - they could hear me on the street, and I need to be quiet."Padme moaned at the news, but kept going. Jamillia just rolled her eyes. "I'm going to get the worst reputation. I'm glad you.