?Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!! Oooooooooohhhhhh!!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!! Sto-o-o-p!!!! Please!!! Mercy!!! Please stop!!! Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!?I backed off. ...Her breathing was short and rapid, her face was flushed, her cheeks soaked with tears of agony. I deactivated the baton with my thumb, pulled her profusely sweating body closer, and pressed the now cold metal tip to her other nipple. My thumb hovered ominously over the power switch. She shuddered.?Now, Michelle. I want you to tell me. Are you. Even through her lingering marijuana cobwebs, she could see every scar on his pockmarked face. His breath almost made her wretch. Slowly she dropped her arms to her sides. A look of hatred and defiance never left her face."Oooweee, them are some first-rate titties there." Now, Norm, we don't allow no sexual harassment in this county," laughed the Sheriff. "Call 'em... ah... call 'em first-rate breasts instead."Elizabeth felt her face begin to burn with both anger and embarrassment. Norman ran. Well..."She laughed then, a little weakly perhaps but it was a laugh all the same. "It's okay," she said. "I understand. It wasn't right for me to kiss you because you don't have any feelings like that for me. I'm only thirteen. How could you possibly be interested in me like that?"Was that what she thought? Roger had a hard time believing what he was hearing. Leslie Weaver thought he wasn't interested in her? But then he realized, he had been trying his hardest to make her believe just that.. Tim sensually placed his lips against Amy'sbefore leaving the room. Amy broke down and started sobbing.As Tim was walking down the corridor he caught a glimpse of hisreflection. He was encapsulated by his new beauty. His small body hadlong golden hair reaching half way down his back and he was dressed in ashort white silky dress and high heeled shoes. The only thing thatbothered him was the shoes, even though they made him look sexy, theyjust weren't comfortable, so he found some plimsoll type.