What the fuck is wrong with you?”“What’s wrong with me? There’s nothing wrong with me! There’s something wrong with him!” he pointed at me... as I sat up and rubbed my already bruised ribs. “There’s no point talking to you is there?” Jason helped me to my feet, “You alright man?”“Yeah, just a little shaken up at the fact that my own fucking friend did that,” I replied looking at Shawn.I tried to take a step forward but was met with a wall of pain that almost caused me to collapse. Luckily Jason. Mrs B started her hysterics again and Mr K sat her down on the floor right under Mr B’s legs. I then yanked her sweat pants off from the bottom of the bed and all she had on were two remnants of the shirt around her wrists that couldn’t come over the cuffs. Lying in the bed she was now motionless, no doubt full of fear, naked and wondering what was coming next. Mr K yelled at her, are you a virgin, bitch. There was no answer head nod or otherwise. I’ll ask you one more time have you ever had a. You've had itrough here, you especially Ms. Graham. What we're going to do is let youall have your own graduation ceremony. Away from all the discriminatingstudents." The balding, overweight, cigar-scented principal of the schoollied through his teeth. This wasn't going to be anything special. We allknew what it really was. He was telling us we weren't welcome at the"Straight" ceremony. The ceremony we'd all already made arrangements for."Thanks, but I'd rather walk with the rest of my. I do not know if she had seen porn earlier but without showing any emotion, she kept watching the TV.By this time I had moved closer to her and allowed her head to rest on my left thigh. Now she was lying half way on the couch with her feet folded up at right angle and resting on the couch arm and her head on my lap, on her right ear side. I think my erect penis was touching her hair. I was slowly moving my right hand through her hairs, slightly messaging her head. My left hand was resting on.