I wuz tryin' ta hide in the closet 'til they left. I heard 'em tear off my sister's clothes an' tie her to the bed. I was tremblin' so much that I kno...cked sumpthin' off the shelf an' they heard me. I wuz caught an' they wuz jus' started on me when y'all came in." What wuz that 'bout the 'Glover gang?'" Them three men said that they wuz part of the Glover gang, an' the rest of the gang would be along directly. One said that there wuz 11 more in the gang, an' they wuz all gonna fuck the both of. They’ve had such good results with talking, they’ve begun to teach the animals how to read... ‘ ‘Read?!’ exclaims his father. ‘No kidding! How do we get our Jiggy in that program?’ ‘Just send $2300. I’ll get him in the class for sure.’The money promptly arrives. But our hero has a problem. At the end of the year, his father will find out the dog can neither talk nor read. So he shoots the dog.When he arrives home at the end of the year, his father is all excited.‘Where’s my Jiggy? I just can’t. Most people they met seemed to be genuinely pleased that two very pretty girls could wonder around freely without a stitch of clothing on and feel completely safe. Hardly anyone hassled them and many seemed only too pleased to talk to this small group of four despite the fact that they had two pairs of lovely breasts staring straight back at them.Becky was thinking that maybe America was changing after all. Blanke Schande College had been around for several decades now and the last decade had. Jean and her diabolical injections, Claudetteand I awoke in each other's arms. As had become our custom, a few nightsa week we spent together in tender female companionship. In other words,we necked and sleep and explored and fondled ourselves silly. Also as wasour custom, we were both wearing only bras and panties."Wendy, does your bra fit properly? It looks like you have grown a cup ortwo over night!"I looked down and had to say: my cup runneth over.The injections worked. My breasts were.