"That's what I thought."The brutish girl stated, before shoving Mindy to the floor, alongside her cracked clay bowl.Mindy quickly stood up, infuriated... at her bully, and pushed her."Come on, Ayala, leave it, we all know she's just a weak pathetic girl!"One of the bully's friend pleaded, but to no avail.*THWACK!*Mindy was shocked with a hard punch to the face, sending her flying backwards onto the floor.She laid there, dazed and confused, with blood dripping from her nose.She wiped the blood. "The rotten bastard!" she snarled maliciously, her jaw tight. "The dirty rotten fuckin' bastard!" She was breathing hard, anger welling up inside of her small, compact body.Felicia stroked Charlotte's slender leg. "Think about it for a moment, Lotty. George did you a favor." Her hand skimmed up the small woman's thigh to her pussy mound and the thick foliage of dark-red curly cunt hair. She kept her hand there, cupping the furry mound. "He loves you." Then why this?" At that moment she hated. There was the obligatory game of Marco Polo, which is not a lot fun with only two players. They also played to see who could hold their breath under water the longest, along with other games. After a while in the pool, they got hungry and decided to order the pizza. When the pizza arrived, Rob decided to open a bottle of wine for himself. When they were sitting at the table, Marie decided to take a chance and see what he would say and asked if she could taste his wine. Surprisingly, he. She wanted, more than anything, for him to touch her breasts, for him to kiss them they way he kissed her, but he made no indication of doing so. Her hands were trembling with excitement as she pulled down his zipper and cupped the bulge in his boxers, making him growl as she tugged his slacks off his hips. She slipped a hand beneath his boxers and closed her hands over his hard member, making him groan through clenched teeth. Soon his hands joined hers and they pushed his underwear off. Lust.