I got a nice plaid flannel shirt and a bomber jacket, too.Mom approved the sleeve length and then looked critically at my selections before approving ...their purchase, along with several new pair of underwear and socks.Then we headed for the Men’s Wearhouse again.“You need a more formal suit for Brittany’s quinceañera. You know the Adams Family is investing quite a lot in you as their daughter’s official first date.” I almost broke up at the way Mom referred to them. She had a bit of a smirk, so. "Man, that's some high class hooker," he said to the group. "Mefirst."He tried to reach under my dress again, and without thinking I kickedhim as hard as I could in the testicles with the pointy toe of astiletto. He roared in agony and fell to the floor as the otherprisoners gathered around. "Fuck you, fairy," one of them screamed. Hegrabbed me by the shoulders and forced me back against the wall. Ipunched him as hard as I could in the nose, breaking it, and a torrentof blood ran down his. I was lucky. Emma was agood friend.I looked back up at the diploma on the wall and shook my head. A part ofme wondered if being smart was just some kind of lingering dream. What ifthis was the awful truth? I shook my head. No. I wasn't going to letmyself think that. Something weird was going on. I just... I had tofigure it out somehow.I considered, briefly, calling one of the girls on the squad. Staceyalways knew what to do. I was worried though. If I brought it up to anyof them then soon. She looked at her phone. "Go to your office remove all your clothes except for the lab coat. " Tommy ignored her as she read the text he was talking to that Asian slut Hina. James was tucking his cock back in his pants. She walked from the back of the class to the front and in to the office behind the class. Ms Cocksedge and Mr Poll were marking school books. How could she remove her clothes?The bell rang and she watched from the door of the office as the students filed out one by one. She felt.