" She tried to push her way past me. I grabbed her by her arms and stayed in front of the door, blocking her exit. "Where do you think you're going, y...ou child molester. Are you a fucking pervert, attacking an underage girl in here?" No, no, no." She looked at Katy who was going to her knees in front of me. "I didn't know. It's not my fault." Yeah, tell that to the cops!" I pulled out my cell phone.Her eyes got big. "No, wait!" She looked at me, her eyes big and her voice sounding very scared.. Her virginity had been taken by a friend who left her for another girl, and both her and Kyle hate.Now that you've read about the three, let's begin.Kyle was lounging on the couch in the living room when the phone rang. It was about 5pm on Friday, so he had the phone right next to him as he waited for her to call. He picked it up, smiling. "Hey Kat!" He said, closing his laptop and setting it aside. "What's up?" He asked as he stood up to walk outside. As he opened the door, he stood aside to. He carved three parallel lines down the centre of each cheek. It was his trademark. One of them. Each would heal into a thin red ridge. But before it healed it would hurt, and John had this down to a science.There was a point to this. The cunt was becoming an it. A thing, a piece of meat. She was screaming and begging and no one was acknowledging it. Until eventually she got the message and fell quiet, settling for tears. It was a fucking shame, we love to hear cunts scream.I wished John would. But the time was not right yet. Maybe now that you and I talked about it I might go along with it. Let's wait till Saturday, I might be brave enough then," answered Tracie.When the two couples entered the ball room every guy there wondered who of the two was Tracie and who was Penny. The girls had made up their faces to look as close to each other as possible. They started at once with their little game, hugging and even kissing those they knew well. Paul and Ted looked at each other in.