"All three of you strip. Let's go." Fuck you, man. You can't do this," Daniel growled. Mike pointed the gun directly at Kayla's heart. "You wanna see ...exactly what I supposedly CAN'T DO, lover boy? Keep up the attitude. Now you and the two lovely sex kittens need to obey me exactly or I will put a bullet in each of their pretty faces. Got it?"Kayla put a hand on Daniel's shoulder. "Dan, come on. Don't do anything stupid." Daniel glanced at his girlfriend's cute face, the expressive eyes pleading. Pees, and then in the shower. She washes her hair and body all over as fast as she can. She dries herself off, then she begins to blow dry her hair with what Donald has left for her to use. Even the makeup she uses is on the sink counter for her. How does Donald know so much detail about her?Though, as she looks closer at the makeup, she sees the eyeshadow shade is darker than what she usually wears, and there is eyeliner, which she has never used. The lipstick is a darker shade than any. "This is what we affectionately call Girl Week. Many, but not all, of thegirls in the fifth grade class have begun production of venom in theirstingers, and it would be good for them to get a bit of practice with it.Also, this will give all of you a great opportunity to understand yourfemale classmates a bit better. For the next week..." The teacher drones onand on, us boys unable to really believe what we're hearing. A full week asgirls?! What was this? There was no way that this actually. " She looked up and saw the fire raging behind the green eyes staring back at her, and she felt her insides knot. She knew it was a mixture of shame and humiliation, something she knew she deserved for being in this situation . . . but part of it was something else, too; she felt . . . a stirring . . . but she wasn't ready to face that. She still couldn't believe she was even in the whole fucked-up mess. John had imagined this moment hundreds of times, but none of his fantasies compared to the.