At first I thought it was simply an empty threat meant to scare me into submission. It would keep me close to my mother while letting me spend every hour of the day with studly dogs who were just as starved for sex as I was. My eyes widened in shock and my lips parted. She knew I could ruin her life by sending a simple email with a certain MP3 attachment. Unfortunately, The Bitch’s hatred for me continued to burn bright. It wasn’t my pussy. His hind ones forced his member forward. Perhaps it was the anal. Every horrible thing I could think of she did. I had to admit I enjoyed bestiality. The Bitch was a lesbian! I just stood there as the rest of the class, which was made up of a dozen men and one woman, stared at me.
