Volleyball practice is being moved from three nights a week to four. I’ve got 300 lines to memorize for drama club. 300!!!” Chani’s words had begun with such power, but as she continued her tone changed from anger to exasperation. Her arms dropped, and her shoulders drooped. I had a big feeling that we’d need a box of tissues any second now. “And...to...top it all...off,” Chani was gagging openly sobbing now. “Jessie is mad at me and won’t even speak... to...” Her sentence trailed off as she brought her hands to doggystyle her face, her upper body jerking in rhythm with her tears. I walked to her and put my arms around her, holding her close. “Why isn’t Jessica speaking to you?” I asked. Jessica had been Chani’s best friends for nearly a decade and while the occasional spat between friends was not unheard of I was sure that with all the additional stress, Chani was probably taking this one a litter harder then she might normally. “I don’t know, I mean I know, but it’s just so stupid. She saw Cody kinda staring at me in the lunch room. Well, now she’s convinced that he’s going to tight ask me to homecoming.” “Sweetie, I don’t quite understand why she would be angry tits because a boy asked you to a dance.” “That’s just it Dad, he didn’t ask me, and even if he did I would say ‘no’ because I really don’t feel like going to a stupid dance, certainly not with him. She’s all pissed at me because she likes Cody and wants him to ask her. The whole thing is crazy, the only reason I even know he was looking at me is because she was staring at him. I didn’t even know he was there, but somehow this is all my fault.” While she continued to sob, I walked Chani over to the oversized easy-chair in the family room. I blurted out as I looked at her in shocked surprise. “I’m sure that we can come to some mutually agreeable arrangement.” Pete said just as we saw a van pull up outside. Justina asked, shifting her hips with an instinctual grace that would never have come naturally to me. “You’re not done yet TT.” Then Brie, too, began to cry. I didn't want her to do that to me. I tits squeezed my eyes shut. Our very brief conversations gagging to date, indicated a doubt, bordering on refusal, to even consider fucking my virgin hole with his thick cock. She moaned as doggystyle he reached up, fondling the girl's tits and pinching her nipples into fine, little pink buds. Maybe we can have a repeat of last year?” she asks winking at Eve. Are you alright? Laura was as close to perfect as Katie was at 14. Marie continued to watch, fingering her cunt furiously as she watched this dog rape her whorish classmate. Once part way in I let go and leaned forward laying on top of her as I slid into her pussy big as far as I could go. I shut the door behind me. I walked a few blocks and jumped on a bus toward downtown. That was it for me. Okay, the idea of what they were saying appealed to me but it had tight to be on my terms; not those of a couple of unpleasant yobs who were trawling the bars looking for a fuck. Mom licked her lips. She asked if I wanted a coke, or sparkling water and I said, “Sure, some water would be great.” He finished, before completely releasing her throat. She cried out and her nails gripped his shoulders as he began to pound her with a frantic intensity.