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She didn’t know that much about it because of a lack of experience, but she faked her way thru it and swallowed which guaranteed that she would be hired. One of the resident girls observed this and filed it away. She was assigned to the afternoon shift with Janice, who preferred to call herself Bridget, you know after Bridget Bardot, the French sex bomb. She had taped over one of her name tags, that she only showed when the boss was gone. She vaguely looked like the real deal, with the wildly curled hair, the blond hair dye job, pronounced boobs and a plush body, accentuated by a faux French tinged manner about her. She got really good tips from the guys, not so much from the women customers. Tracey wasn’t having anything to do with Tyrone at this time, but somehow got roped into a date Hardcore with one of his cronies. He had been there at the first party and had plans for her that night, too. When they arrived, she saw Tyrone off in the corner looking very smug and right after that she fell to the floor unconscious from a bop on the head with a whiskey bottle handled by her date. He rushed to inject her with a bonus amount of H. before she could rouse up, and after that it was off to the races with a total fuck job on her for the rest of the evening, accompanied by repeated injections. Some girl even took pictures of the highlights of the evening. One of which was with her being triple penetrated in all of her ‘love’ holes. But, there was no love in this, no pity either. A pussy couple of the girls got her home, because the guys didn’t give a fuck as whether she made it or not. The next day, she came in looking rather bedraggled again and the boss, insisted on fucking her to start the shift, and that did nothing to improve her demeanor, nor her appearance. She had a Brunette shitty evening and ‘Bridget’ noticed it. When they got off shift, Bridget invited Tracey to come home with her to rest up. And since she didn’t want to face her cranky aunt again, she relented and rode home with her. When she got home, Bridget made some tea for them and they sat down to talk about things. Tracey was having a very bad time of it that night. The raping, the drugs, the babe ‘shitiness’ at the job and her life in general had her near rock bottom. And she was feeling a new sense of bodily malaise that she couldn’t account for. Bridget guessed what that was and suggested to Tracey that she had a cure for that. So, Tracey relented to this also. Tracey started to freak out when she saw the hypo, but was desperate to feel better and so watched carefully the process as it unfolded. And when the hit landed, she felt a euphoria like never before in her life. She was floating on air for about fifteen minutes and then landed to a stable feeling of being okay after that. She knew right there and then that she would sell her soul to repeat that feeling of freedom from then on. Bridget promised to supply skinny the means, at a price!!! Somehow, Tracy’s aunt found out about the parties and then the drug habit. She was outraged at all of this and just couldn’t think of how this ingrate girl could have been induced to stoop so low. So, when Tracy came home, she found her stuff in cardboard boxes in the rain on the deck and the locks on the house changed. No amount of banging on the door would get a response from inside, either. Tracy then called Bridget at work and asked what the hell she was going to do. “Good, then soon I can start getting you books. He started thrusting in and out of me. This is how he would die, then? She no longer had a bald pussy instead her blond pubic hair had been neatly trimmed into a delicate run way that lead straight to her pink little pussy. A sound so wonderful to hear from a woman. As I lay there he climbed in and had a shower, his dirty water falling on me. I showered before I got out. “That’s Miss Brady, the Geography teacher!” Alice whispered. Annalee ripped her fingers out of my bowels and moaned, “One of you watching futas, get your dick in her ass. The night after her fourteenth birthday, she set her cap firmly on good old dad. I fight the push of hands and watch as they put Juanita’s hands behind her back and cuff pussy her, the last thing Brunette I skinny see is Guy spinning that hammer as they close the door. She was unhappy in her marriage to start and this Master offered what she felt she was missing. What video? All three of us agreed that we missed Tina. He tugged on her leash and led her upstairs, with her crawling on her hands and knees. I loved her. Hardcore Mom gasped, “Maria!” "Thank you, babe you didn't have to."