. . th . . . this is for you. H.H.Happy birthday,’ I say. She turns around and taking the rose from my hands looks at me. For a second there is sil...ence. Her lips quiver and break into a smile. Slowly the smile is replaced by a chuckle, which turns into peals of laughter. ‘This is pathetic,’ she says, ‘even a loser like you should know better.’ Her eyes are no longer soft. They seemed cold, frightening somehow. ‘Who are you anyway, I don’t even know you?’ I try to tell her, tell her of the. The beautiful blond haired girl adjusted the books she was carrying before replying."I have to get home because my dad is home for the next two days, before his next flight out. We are having a 'home night', tonight."Kathleen sighed as she thought of Tina's dad."Your dad is so hot looking. I hope I meet someone as dreamy looking as him." Kathleen, I cannot believe you just said that about my dad." Tina Maria Wayne, don't look so shocked! All your friends think your dad is hot looking." With a. The pain was on the inside and outside of Ginger’s body. It appeared that she was raped at least five times during her marathon sexual torture session.After that period she was allowed to rest for a period of time. The junkie babysitter came in to help her to the bathroom and into the shower. She never left Ginger alone and never allowed her any privacy. At the end of their first meeting she forced Ginger to perform oral sex on her. They had placed a dog type choke collar around her neck.Ginger. Michelle hadn't lost again but made no effort to hide her naked breasts as we played along. I lost once more and finally Nora and Rick each lost. Christine lost a second time so she was down to bra and panties. Everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves. The banter was light hearted. Janet was the most talkative, a chatterbox really, and she would shimmy her shoulders and sing: "take it off, take it off" after every hand. A little of my nervousness went away as each hand passed and the rest.