Late For DinnerChapter 86 Then Go Home Then
Kathy sat in the corner of the other her's room. She wrapped her arms around her ankles and rested her chin on her knees. One eye on the mirror, the other fixed on the girl who glared at her fearfully from on top of bed. Finally, Kathy couldn't take it any more. "Look," she pleaded, "I don't mean to be rude, but you've got to help me. I'm stuck here and I'm scared." "Why should I help you?" The girl was so angry. "I was a virgin until you, you, you," she started crying again,...