Paige joined in as if she could feel the pain too. Ah, f**k! No more of this. She couldn’t watch anymore. Please, don’t let that happen to her. Her own p***y was way too sensitive. Nonono.
Julia’s gloved hand grabbed Paige’s drool covered chin. “What did I tell you?” she whispered. “Stop that right now or I’ll give you something to really scream about.”
She held Paige’s chin a moment longer then resumed with the eye drops. They ran down her cheeks like tears. They want her to watch Anya? Fine. C’mon you sadistic b***h. Is that the best you’ve got?
Again that grin from Anya flashed out, and Paige knew it was meant only for her. Breaking eye contact, Anya scrunched up the tape and threw it to the audience. They went after it like a foul ball at a baseball game.
Kerry hung
