. when she made me kneel..." Ilsa closed her eyes to make it through the memory, "... when she made me lick her like that..."Melanie stroked Ilsa's ha...ir. "Yes Ilsa, tell me." I-I saw a tripod out of the corner of my eye. I looked at it, and saw it had a camera on top, and a red light was on. That's all I could make out before Desiree grabbed me by the hair and pulled me down, and..." I know... I know, Ilsa," Melanie soothed her, wincing at the memory of being helpless on the floor, watching the. Andhe wanted us to help him get his masculinity back! Fuck him! If hewants to look and act like a sissy, then that's what he is going to gettoday. Watching Chad's ass swish into Bill's house just confirmed it.He was going to get himself totally fucked up today - no mercy. As faras Bill and the rest of the team was concerned, Chad was just a cheapcunt - a whore to be used to satisfy their needs and nothing else.Bill led the two 'girls' down the hallway and into the family room.Bill's family was. We work, strive, and plan for the future. Even my mom had been planning for the future. But for her, that future would never come. I could have been killed in the car accident down south. Fortunately for me, I wasn't. I had been allowed to live for another day.I was once again reminded of just how important life is. If there was one thing I could do in memory of my mother, it was to live my life as fully as I possibly could. As I hurried to my next meeting, I passed one of the secretary's. Andrew sat in his easy chair with his lap-desk while Sylvia sat on the couch with a TV tray. They watched some inane show while he corrected essays and she corrected the multiple-choice sections.When they were both done, she turned off the TV. He read numbers to her which she entered into a database.He came to sit next to her and looked over her shoulder to check the results and maybe adjust the curve, but there were other curves distracting his attention. His eyes fought to stay on the laptop.