****** Gossiping Erin by G-boy ******
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Gossiping Erin

The pretty eighth grader looked across the cafeteria at the 'clique' of the
ninth grade. Those stuck up bitches were in full swing, laughing and giggling,
and rubbing up against one another. She brushed a strand of honey blond hair
from her brown eyes and looked at her friend, Dee.

"God, do those stupid dykes ever quit?" Erin groused.

Dee shook her curly brown mop no, and giggled at Erin's dirty mouth. She'd
never even heard the word 'dyke' before Erin explained it to her, and she was
both shocked and excited by the meaning and implication of the word. She looked
at the pretty girls of the clique and wondered if it was true, that those girls
really did those 'things' to each other. Margaret Brown, Mags to her friends,
was a slim girl, with shoulder length brown hair and a dimpled smile that
revealed small teeth. Her best friend, Ann, with curly brown hair, cut very
short, was also very slim, almost boyish in shape, but her full lips and wide
smile made her look very feminine. Lisa, the oriental with long black hair that
reached the back of her knees, was small and delicate looking. The twins, with
their long blond hair, Megan and Tiffany, were fully developed, with large
round breasts, slim waists, and flaring hips. Patty, the tallest of the group,
was also the fullest of the group. She wasn't fat by any stretch of the word,
but her breasts and hips were the signs that she would be a thoroughly
voluptuous, desirable woman, with her long wavy brown hair, and deep brown
eyes. Her friend, Amy, was barely three feet, three inches tall, with a head of
bright red curls. And, Angela, with her thick brown hair and piercing green
eyes, was developing a beautiful figure as well. Dee wondered furtively if it
was true, as Erin claimed, that these girls touched, and even licked one
another, 'down there.' She felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach, and
quickly looked away from them. She looked at Erin, who stared hatefully at the
clique.

"Pussy eating bitches," Erin mumbled, and shoved another forkful of spaghetti
into her mouth.

"You sure?" Dee asked, breathlessly.

"Yeah! I mean, look at them!" Erin mumbled through her food.

Dee looked at them again, not sure what she was looking for. They looked like
every other group seated together in the large cafeteria of Sacred Ascension
High School for Girls.

The exclusive school was outside of town, nestled on twenty acres of farm land.
The daughters of the town's prestigious families were educated here, and SAHS
had a reputation for turning out the finest ladies in the society's environs.
Tuition for one semester was $6500, and the young ladies were expected to live
up to that investment. Through the years, they had indeed, lived up to that
investment. Alumni included Senators, Doctors, Lawyers, or just very well
married.

"They're staring at us again," Amy informed Mags.

"Yeah, I know," sighed the pretty little ring leader.

"Your parents are going out of town this weekend, right?" Patty asked her.

Mags nodded her head yes. She turned her attention to Angela.

"Hey, Angela, since you live in the dorm, you got to be the one to invite
them," she whispered.

Erin's mother, a judge in a Louisiana town one hundred and sixty four miles
east of Sacred Ascension, had determined that her little angel would go to the
same fine school that had reared her. As she lived so far away from her Alma
Mater, her precious had to live on campus, and visit her home only once or
twice a month. Erin hated the school, and especially hated living in the
dormitory, along with the twenty good Sisters and eighteen girls. She was happy
when she met Dee, a naive little girl, whose room was right across the hall.
Dee's parents lived closer, but they found it a little too inconvenient to come
get their not very loved daughter, so she stayed in the dorm as well.

Angela, although her mother lived in town, stayed on campus, as an extra
guarantee against another unwanted pregnancy. She had been a freshman at Evelyn
Heights Public High School, and had attracted the attention of three Senior
athletes, who repeatedly raped her on an almost daily basis. Since they cared
nothing about protection, she wound up pregnant, and, after an abortion, was
shuttled off to Sacred Ascension.

"What do I say?" she asked.

"That we're having a party, and we need two more girls to make it an even ten,"
Mags said.

"Why do we need an even ten?" Angela asked.

"Four to get Erin, and four to get her stupid friend," Ann giggled.

Angela nodded her head yes, and pondered how to approach them. The whole clique
was tired of Erin's gossip; other students had begun to ask questions about
their close relationships, their 'clique'. She knew it would be best to
approach Erin first, as Dee would just go along with anything Erin said.

Final bell rang, and Angela stood at the gates and watched as the groaning bus
took Mags, Ann, Amy, Lisa, and Megan and Tiffany home. Patty, as she and her
widowed mother lived in the poorer section of town, boarded a different bus.
She turned away, and found herself face to face with the little rattle tongued
Erin.

"Miss your girlfriends already?" Erin sneered at her.

Dee giggled in delight at Erin's implication. Angela glared at the smug little
girl, and made her decision of how to approach the loose tongued duo.

"You don't have a whole hell of a lot of room to talk," Angela snapped at her.
"I mean, look at you two. You got Dee's head so far up your ass, her hair's
sticking out of your ears."

Dee gasped and blushed at this. Erin glared back.

"I mean, really. You two lezzies, or something?" Angela continued.

"No! Why? Jealous?" Erin snapped.

"Of what?" Angela giggled, and walked away.

She had the bait out, all she had to do is set the hook, and reel them in. She
wondered who would be the first to approach her, Erin, or Dee.

After a bland dinner, eaten in silence, the eighteen dorm residents retired to
their rooms. Angela sat at the small desk and studied her Algebra, when a timid
knock came at her door.

"Come in," she called out.

Erin opened the door and stood in the open doorway. Angela looked at her,
expectantly.

"Um, hey, look, me and Dee, we ain't, you know, lezzies or nothing like that,"
the girl protested.

"I ain't, either," Angela said.

"Yeah, well, you and your pals there, you all seem a little close, you know?"
the eighth grader continued.

Angela threw her pencil down on her desk and glared at the girl. Erin glared
back.

"Yeah? Well, I tell you what. We're having a party at Mags' house this Friday
night. Why don't you come see for yourself? Huh? And, bring your girlfriend,
Dee licious, with you," Angela challenged.

"She's not my girlfriend," Erin retorted.

"Yeah? Well, you two spent a lot of time in the shower tonight," Angela
taunted.

Erin slammed the door. She and Dee had spent a long time in the shower,
experimenting with a razor. Neither one of them really had any hair on their
legs or under their arms, but they wanted to shave, to be grown up like the
older girls. What had taken so long, was cleaning the nicks and cuts they'd
given themselves with the rusty razor.

She marched back to her room, and slammed the door shut. Dee's knock came a
moment later, and she told Dee about Angela's challenge.

"Oh, let's go," Dee pleaded.

"Are you crazy? I'm not going anywhere near those lezzies!" Erin protested.

"But, Erin, Margaret Brown! She's the richest girl here! I'll bet she lives in
a mansion! A palace! Let's go!" Dee begged, excitement oozing from every pore.

After a few moments of Dee's whining and cajoling, Erin agreed. She padded her
way down to Angela's room. She knocked, a little more firmly than before.

"Come in," she heard from the other side.

She opened the door. Angela stood at her dresser, completely nude. Erin stared
as the pretty brunette calmly selected a cotton night shirt, and slipped it
over her smooth shoulders, her firm young cone shaped breasts with their dark
nipples, the flat stomach and the dark triangle of fur. Her shapely legs stuck
out of the bottom of the short shirt, and her round buttocks were barely
covered by the garment. She looked at Erin.

"What?" she said.

"I, um, me and Dee, we want to come to Margaret's party," she stammered.

Angela's complete ease in standing naked, and getting dressed in front of her,
threw her off balance. She felt a lurch of jealousy at the girl's beautiful,
young body. Her own body was still undeveloped, boyish, with a hint of baby fat
around her middle. She reflected that Dee's was the same as hers, undeveloped.

"Fine, what ever," Angela said, and turned away from Erin.

The door closed, and Angela lay down on her small cot. She slipped under the
rough covers, and turned off the harsh overhead light. She had stood there,
naked, for at least fifteen minutes, waiting for the knock she knew would come.
She was so excited by the naughtiness of that. She put a hand between her legs,
and felt the wetness drool out of her, covering her fingers. Her other hand
grasped at a stiff nipple, and tugged it gently. A few rubs on her throbbing
clit, and she shuddered as an orgasm shook her. She licked her pungent fingers
clean, and drifted off to sleep.

Dee was unable to sleep. Erin had gotten them invited to a party, one that she
said would be full of dykes. She closed her eyes and pictured her and Erin in
the showers, with their razor. In her mind, they did not cut themselves, but,
instead transformed themselves into beautiful young women, with bodies like
those possessed by the clique. Then, Erin kissed her, and touched her 'down
there' on her pussy, or cunt, as Erin called it.

Erin also found it hard to sleep. She was sure that Angela had set them up for
a joke, or a prank. There was no way Margaret Brown would let two eighth
graders in her house, particularly not her and Dee. She fell asleep finally,
with resentments filling her dreams.

Angela breathlessly told Mags that she had tricked the gossips into coming to
the party. Megan, Angela, Patty, and Amy were selected as the 'Erin' team,
while Lisa, Tiffany, Mags, and Ann were to make up the 'Dee' team. Angela's
mother picked up Angela, Erin, and Dee, and drove them to Mags' home in the
richest section of town.

Dee's imagination was almost right. While not a palace or a mansion, Margaret
Brown lived, with her two doctor parents, in one of the largest, most
impressive home. Beautiful chocolate brown bricks formed three stories, with
large marble columns setting off the three story high porch. The lawn was
meticulously manicured, as were the hedges. A large double door opened up, and
Mags waved a greeting to Mrs. Bonham. Angela and the two eighth grade girls
climbed out. Angela kissed her mother's cheek in parting, and they ran to the
large doors.

"Ready to go swimming?" Mags asked the two victims.

They looked at each other.

"No one said nothing about swimming," Erin complained.

"Yeah, we didn't bring no suits," Dee chimed in.

"Oh, well, just go in your undies," Angela said. "That's what I do."

Patty, Amy, Megan and Tiffany, Ann, and Lisa were already there, and were
already beginning to strip down to their panties. Dee looked at the beautiful
flesh being exposed so casually in front of her. Patty's cantaloupe sized
breasts swayed and bobbed, as she shucked her skirt, and Megan and Tiffany
proudly bared their orange sized breasts, with their delicate pink nipples.
Lisa had only small lumps, but the lumps were capped with large, dark brown
circles. Ann and Mags had small, apple sized mounds, with light brown tips, and
Angela thrust her cone shaped breasts with their dark red nipples. Amy had
nothing but pink dots, but she showed no shame or embarrassment in baring this
to her friends' gaze. They ran to the sliding glass doors, and ran outside to
the pool.

A large wooden fence circled the back yard, which prevented any passer-by from
stealing a glimpse of all this near naked female flesh. Dee looked to her
friend for guidance, but Erin stood woodenly. Dee shrugged out of her clothing,
and Erin slowly followed suit. They ran outside, and joined the laughing,
splashing girls. Dee looked around.

Patty was holding Amy, who was on her stomach, doing a clumsy crawl. Angela dog
paddled over to Dee and Erin.

"Amy can't swim all that good, so Patty's teaching her how," she explained. "I
can't swim, neither, but Megan taught me."

"Well, I can swim," Erin bragged, and took off in a noisy stroke.

The girls paddled and splashed for a while, and Dee observed them carefully. So
far, she'd seen no evidence of Erin's allegations. Yes, they did touch one
another, they hugged, they laughed, they slapped each other playfully, but, to
her disappointment, none of them touched each other's pussies. They didn't lick
each other. They didn't even kiss on the mouth. She wondered if Erin might have
been wrong about the clique.

Mags announced that it was time to go inside, as it was getting dark, and the
nighttime insects were getting thick. She provided big fluffy towels for them,
and the girls nonchalantly dropped their wet panties to the floor of the large
utility room. Dee looked around at the totally naked flesh before her eyes.
Angela had a patch of dark hair at her crotch, while Mags and Ann had only
sparse hairs, which left their slits exposed. Ann had a large 'happy bump' that
stuck out at the top of her slit. Megan and Tiffany had thick blond curls
covering their pussies, but their pale pink slits peeked out through the light
colored thickets. Lisa, as well as Patty, was completely hairless; Lisa's pussy
lips pouted out, and Patty's dark inner lips hung out slightly from her puffy
mound. Amy had a little fringe of bright red hair that did not cover her small
slit. Dee looked down at her own. A few dark hairs had begun to sprout, but her
puffy pubic mound was left exposed to anyone who cared to look. Erin's own
outer lips showed a faint trace of dark hair. Dee looked again at her own
pussy, and noticed that it was beginning to swell slightly. She felt a strange
tingle inside of her stomach.

The sight of the naked girls was not lost on Erin, either. She looked at her
own, undeveloped body, and compared herself to these slightly older girls. The
sight of their pussies, their tits, and their firm asses, was having an effect
on her. She quickly toweled off, and wrapped herself in the towel.

The mob ran to the living room, where they'd placed their overnight bags, and
slipped into their night clothes. Patty simply shrugged into a long tee shirt,
which barely came down to the tops of her thighs. Megan and Tiffany and Angela
pulled on short sleep shirts. Their pussies were almost visible, as the hems
just skimmed the bottom of their buttocks. Mags and Ann put on tank tops and
boxer shorts, and Amy put on a pajama set. Lisa pulled on a black satin
oriental gown, with large, flowing sleeves, and short hem; it reached the
middle of her thighs. Erin and Dee slipped on their long night shirts, the hems
touching their calves.

"Pizza! Pizza!" the mob began to chant, and Mags ran to the telephone and
placed the order. The girls sat around and talked and laughed, while loud pop
music blasted from recessed speakers, until the pizzas arrived. They ate in the
living room, and helped Mags clear away the wreckage. Erin approached Angela.

"Um, hey, um, listen, I was wrong," Erin bashfully said.

Angela barely heard her over the music. She waved her arm to Lisa, who turned
the loud music down.

"What?" she asked.

"I was wrong about you guys," Erin said again. "You aren't a bunch of lezzies,
like I said you was."

Angela smiled, and Erin returned the smile. The other girls gathered around her
and Dee.

"Well, Erin, guess what?" Angela said, the smile never leaving her lips.

"What?" Erin asked.

"We are lesbians, you stupid bitch," Angela said, as Patty grabbed Erin from
behind. Tiffany and Ann had grabbed Dee's arms, while Lisa and Mags grabbed her
legs. Patty easily lifted the surprised Erin off the ground, while Angela and
Megan grabbed her legs before she had a chance to kick free. The two struggling
girls were dragged to the dining room, and placed at opposite ends of the large
table. The table easily seated sixteen, and was more than large enough to strap
down two struggling four foot, four inch girls.

Erin's legs were roughly yanked apart and bound to the legs of the table. Her
knees were bent to where her ass touched the edge of the table. At the other
end, Dee found herself in the same position. Their arms were pulled above their
heads, and long ropes tied their wrists to the opposite ends of the table.
Their fingertips almost touched each other's as they were securely bound. Erin
found Patty's and Angela's damp panties shoved into her mouth, while Dee was
choking on Mags' and Tiffany's panties. Erin struggled as Amy slowly raised her
nightshirt above her head, and left her completely exposed, vulnerable. Lisa
worked Dee's nightshirt up, and bit playfully on one of Dee's dark nipples.

"Okay, Mags, what now?" a panting Tiffany asked.

Mags walked over to Erin, and slapped her face, hard.

"First, let's get one thing straight. Don't mess with us," she snarled.

Erin felt the tears sting at her eyes.

"Aw, poor baby's going to cry," Mags taunted.

She then walked back to the struggling Dee, and slapped her face hard also.

"Second, you do as we say, or else," she continued.

Or else, what? The clique really hadn't thought that far. When Patty had
targeted the clique for her anger, they'd ensnared her, and seduced her, and
made her one of them. Angela had also targeted the popular girls to receive her
bitterness, and they'd tricked her into coming to Mags' house. When they'd
begun to exact their revenge on her, however, a tearful Megan protected her
from them. She'd naturally fallen in with their lesbian lifestyle, and was
Megan's favorite lover.

"Now, what do we do about their nasty little mouths?" Ann asked gleefully.

"Let's wash their mouths out," Amy yelled.

The other girls giggled and readily agreed. Amy dropped her pajama bottom,
clambered up on the table, and straddled Erin's head. Erin shook her head from
side to side, and tried to avoid any contact with Amy's small, open pussy.
Patty reached into her mouth and pulled the panties out.

"Open your mouth," she ordered.

On the other side of the table, Dee was already sputtering as Lisa released a
steady stream of hot piss into her mouth. Tiffany pinched and pulled savagely
at a nipple.

"Swallow it, bitch," she hissed.

Dee complied. The bitter liquid coursed down her throat, but Tiffany wouldn't
let up on her agonized flesh.

Erin's nipple was pinched in Patty's iron grip, and she swallowed Amy's pale
stream of urine. Angela had pried Erin's small pussy lips apart, and cruelly
pinched her clit between thumb and forefinger. Amy's stream slowed to a few
drops, and she plopped her pussy down on Erin's mouth.

"Now, lick it clean," she squealed.

Erin shook her head no, but Angela gave a short jerk on her clit, and Erin
lapped at Amy's small pussy, while the little red head squealed in delight. Dee
had finished licking Lisa's hairless cunt to orgasm, and was busily drinking
Mags' hot piss. The clique had drank large quantities of water all day, in
anticipation of this event.

"Oh, oh, oh, that's a good cunt licker," Amy panted, as an orgasm rocked
through her tiny body.

She jumped off the table, and was replaced by Megan, who had been hopping from
one foot to the other, her bladder about to burst. Angela felt Erin's pussy
respond to her rubs and tugs of her tiny bud, and she bent down and stuck her
tongue into Erin's little slit. Erin moaned, and gurgled as Megan's flow began.
Mags twisted on Dee's lapping tongue, and sighed in pleasure. The kinky head
little bitch was a good pussy eater.

"That's it," she cooed. "Eat me, you little cunt."

She grunted and jerked in orgasm, and was replaced by her girlfriend, Ann, who
didn't need to piss, but wanted her pussy licked. Dee was grateful for the
respite, and lapped at Ann's large clitoris, until Ann squealed and shuddered.

Megan had jumped down from the gasping mouth of Erin, and Angela lightly bit
down on Erin's clit.

"How is it?" Megan asked her girlfriend.

"Here, taste," Angela said, and jammed her tongue into Megan's mouth.

They swirled their tongues around, and rubbed each other's breasts, while Patty
filled Erin's open mouth with a heavy stream. Amy crawled up on the table, and
jammed two fingers into Patty's exposed anus. Patty grunted, and Amy began to
finger fuck her lover's ass hole, while she filled their captive's mouth.

"Give me another finger," Patty grunted, and Amy shoved a third finger in. Ann
turned around, and began to suck on Patty's heavy breasts. Patty finished her
pissing, and lowered her dripping twat to Erin's outstretched tongue. Megan
shoved her tongue into Erin's pussy, and licked her to a groaning orgasm. When
Amy shoved a fourth finger into Patty's clutching rectum, and Ann bit down on
her swollen nipple, Erin's mouth filled with Patty's come. The three climbed
off the table, and collapsed on the floor in a writhing heap. Angela straddled
the exhausted Erin's face, and Tiffany squatted over Dee's head. Angela, even
though she had been in the clique for a few months, and Megan's lover for most
of those months, had never made love with Tiffany, Megan's twin sister. She had
licked Lisa, Patty, Amy, and Mags, but not Ann, or Tiffany. She relaxed her
bladder muscles and leaned forward. Her tongue found Tiffany's anus, and she
lapped at the small, puckered hole. Tiffany shrieked in delight, and arched her
backside closer to Angela. Megan, the quiet one of the twins, watched her lover
tongue her sister's ass hole, and felt a wave of jealousy wash over her. She
reached up and swatted Angela's upturned ass, hard. Angela merely groaned, and
thrust her ass back for another swat. She shuddered in orgasm as a third and
fourth and fifth blow shook her round ass cheeks. Tiffany also came, with one
tongue at her ass and another at her pussy lips. Angela slithered off the
table, and Megan wrapped her arms around her panting lover.

"Keep the fuck away from my sister, you slut," she hissed in Angela's ear.

"Fuck you, bitch," Angela hissed back.

They kissed again, and Megan bit down on Angela's tongue.

"I love you," she moaned.

"Me, too," Megan responded.

"And, now, for the real fun," Lisa declared.

Watching Megan spank Angela had given her an Idea. She explained the idea to
the others, and Erin and Dee were untied, only to be retied, on their stomachs.
Dee looked into Erin's sickly face, and wondered if her own face showed the
same emotions. Mags ran from the room, and returned with two wide leather belts
from her father's closet.

"Whack!" Both Dee and Erin jerked as Patty wielded one belt, and Mags wielded
the other.

"Whack!" Amy did not have the force that Patty had, but Ann was twice as
ferocious as her lover.

"Whack!" Lisa and Megan brought their belts down onto the writhing, sobbing
flesh.

"Whack!" Tiffany and Angela put their full strength into their swats.

"And, for the final touch," Angela proclaimed, and held up two objects. The
other girls gasped and giggled. She handed one to Mags, and held the other just
above Erin's slightly gaping rectum.

"One, two," she counted.

"Three!" Mags screamed, and they shoved the long candles into the unsuspected
rectums. Erin and Dee screamed and jerked as their virgin ass holes were
violated.

With giggles, gasps, and gales of laughter, the eight girls left the two twelve
year old girls gasping and sobbing.

The eight girls sat in the living room and relaxed by watching a few of Mags'
father's pornographic videos.

"We can't leave them there all night," Megan, the sensitive one, finally said.

"Yeah, I know," Mags said. "But, you know if we let them up, they're probably
going to tell Sister Theresa on us."

"Not if we can prove that they were willing to do whatever we asked," Ann said.

She explained her plans to the other girls, who all agreed that she had the
best plan of all.

They grabbed Mags' video camera, and trouped back into the dining room. Both
Erin and Dee, by now used to the large intruders in their rectums, had ceased
crying. They both jerked, when the candles were roughly yanked out of their
widened ass holes.

"You two have done real good, so far," Mags complemented them. "You have only
one more thing to do, and then we'll let you up."

"What?" a surly Erin demanded.

They were untied, and Erin was laid down, with her face in Dee's crotch. Dee's
face was underneath Erin's crotch.

"Start licking," Mags ordered, and turned the video camera on.

Erin reached out her raw tongue, and scraped it against Dee's almost hairless
twat. Dee, likewise, lapped at Erin's pussy. She'd had a secret crush on Erin,
and began the job of licking Erin's pussy in earnest. Erin groaned, and cursed
Dee for doing such a good job. She began to lick faster, hoping to bring Dee to
orgasm, so the stupid kid would stop driving her tongue in and out of her
dripping cunt.

The two girls grunted and gasped as orgasms racked through their stiff bodies.
They lay together, face to crotch, gasping for breath.

"Very good!" Mags exclaimed, as she shut off the camera. "It looks like you two
dykes really got into eating pussy!"

Dee didn't want to admit it, but she had really gotten into it. Erin simmered
in raw hatred of the clique, and of Dee for bringing her to orgasm, in front of
these lesbian bitches.

"You can get off the table now," Mags said. "We're all going into the living
room. It's late, and I'm going to sleep."

They trouped into the living room. Erin and Dee stood, not sure of what to do.

"Oh, but before we go to sleep, let's watch one more movie," Lisa said, and
hooked up the camera to the VCR.

She rewound the tape, and pressed 'play'. Erin and Dee watched in shock as
their own faces loomed into view, their tongues and fingers exploring one
another's pussies.

"Gee, I wouldn't tell anyone about this little party, unless you want the whole
school to see you eating each other," Ann said.

"Now, Erin, come here," Angela ordered.

Erin slowly walked toward Angela, who had her sleep shirt hiked up around her
waist.

"Eat me," she ordered. Erin dropped to her knees, and began to lick Angela's
dripping pussy.

Dee was ordered to Mags' side, where her tongue was put to use in Mags' rectum,
while Ann delved her tongue into Mags' pussy. Megan was busily probing Erin's
pussy to another unwanted orgasm, while Lisa pointed the camera at Erin, and
then Dee, careful not to show anyone else's face in the camera's view. Patty
and Tiffany finger fucked each other, and tongued Amy's tiny ass hole and
pussy.

Erin never did call the clique a bunch of dykes again. She'd learned her
lesson. She quit being Dee's friend, because, ever since the party, that kinky
hair little slut kept wanting to do 'things' to her. Dee might have enjoyed
eating pussy, but she hadn't liked it one bit.

The next semester, Dee's parents filed for a long needed divorce, and Dee's
mother moved her to New Mexico. Dee found a sympathetic neighbor, who, although
fifteen years older than Dee, found the thirteen year old to be quite the
experienced pussy eater, and piss drinker. When her husband walked in on them
one afternoon, they found that Dee was also quite the cock sucker and anal
slut.

Erin shied away from Angela, and the rest of the clique, as much as possible.
She formed fleeting friendships with other girls, but it was months before she
let anyone get as close to her as Dee had, fearful that they might expect her
to do 'things' for them.

THE END.

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