Even then, the line was so long I almost didn't think I'd score." Cindy was tall, with long, raven-black hair. Her long sleeves barely concealed the t...attoos on her arms and she had an eyebrow ring. She was extroverted, outspoken and forward. She had outed herself as a lesbian to Ingrid during their first conversation. Ingrid was straight, but she wasn't prejudiced, and they had become close friends. Ingrid knew she was a tough girl. She could see her holding her own in a bustling line, guarding. " Why, what happened?"I told her about the weekend. She just listened."Do you know what really made me think of this? I think it's changing me. I was pushing all weekend to make more money. I worked the party Friday night with that one goal in mind. Then I pushed to do more jobs on Sunday. I made more in one weekend than my parents make in a year. When I first started this, it wasn't about making big bucks. It was about getting a part-time job that would help out."Now I'm jetting around,. ”Heather giggled.“What?” David said.“It’s just the way you said that,” she said, “l expected you to say they were having an affair or something, not that they are fucking each other.”“Well that’s what they’re doing,” he replied.“What about your father?”“She’s going to leave him once he’s recovered enough,” he said as Heather moved his hand from her shoulder, placing it to rest on her breast, David took the hint, gently caressing her, feeling her nipple hardening.“I think your mother is a very. He was in pain and tried to tear those bands off from him, but those were locked tightly. I had those specially made for him and those act as a tracker and punishment device for him. I put my leg on his chest. I pressed that sharp heel against his chest and told him to listen to what I had to say. He was stunned that I was so angry with him. I zapped him once again just to keep him quiet and kept him on the floor by my leg. My high heel shoe kept him in his place and I had the chance to tell.