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But what if we get caught?

Don't be such a baby. We're not going to get caught.

Well, maybe we just TP our house and we could forget about pouring sugar in our

gas tank.

Why do I have a feeling you're going to ruin everything?

I won't.

We're going to pull up to her house and you're going to pussy out.

I know it.

No way.

We're in this together.

Tell me she doesn't deserve it. Yeah, but... But nothing.

This bitch has it coming.

Look at Johnny's face page post.

Do you remember that you're going to prom alone because of her?

I know, but... Maybe you think we should write a strongly worded letter

to her?

No, Whitney. You're absolutely right. She needs to pay.

words, you're going to thank me.

It's her.

Should I answer it, or let it go to voicemail?

Kathy?

No, uh, this is Kathy's father.

Is this Whitney? No, it's Jill, but Whitney's here.

Listen, I'm gonna have to ask you to stop harassing my daughter, okay? You

to stop sending her mean text messages, calling her names in the hallways, okay?

I certainly don't...

Is Whitney's mother home?

Is your mom home?

This is Mrs. Wright.

Whitney?

No, this is Michelle Wright.

Well, Michelle, if this is really you, I need your daughter to stop harassing my

daughter. Okay?

Do you realize how many times that she's called and texted my daughter?

No.

134 text messages and phone calls.

Well,

you know how silly and playful these teenagers can be.

134.

And it's not just text messages and phone calls.

They're harassing her at school.

Harassment is illegal, and it needs to stop immediately.

Well, now, have you spoken to Cassie and maybe asked her what

would elicit such behavior from my daughter?

If the harassment doesn't stop immediately, I'm calling the police.

Oh, my word.

Hello? Did he hang up?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure he hung up.

What did he say?

He just asked that we stopped calling.

I'm going to stop it, Whitney. And besides, I don't care about John

Yeah, I'm over Mark too.

But you have to admit, it was fun.

Tonight.

One more time. It'll be like our last hurrah.

Come on. There's her car. We have like 10 minutes.

Don't put me out either.

This is going to teach her a lesson.

I'll get the car.

Let it fail.

Let's put the pedal to the metal.

Can you believe we didn't get caught?

Have you seen my elephant bag?

The one we brought to teepee?

No, I don't know. You had it last.

No, I specifically remember you had it because you handed me the teepee.

Well, just chalk it up to a loss.

I lost your bag, but you still never returned my Dusk to Dawn miniskirt,

But you don't get it.

It's just... Is that him?

Is that Mr. White? Should I answer it?

Answer it.

Hello?

Hi!

Whitney, or is it Michelle this time?

It doesn't even matter who it is.

You and...

Whitney and Jill need to come over to my house and clean this mess up

immediately, or I'm going to call the police, okay?

He says we have to clean up the mess, or he's going to call the police.

Tell him, okay? We'll be there in like five minutes.

We're really, really, really sorry, sir.

And we could even clean up the rest of the trees if you had a ladder or

something.

And I could climb up on top of the roof. I'm not afraid of heights at all.

We're really, really sorry. And we'll clean up the yard.

And Jude will totally cover for the damage to the gap tank.

Right?

Right. And we'll clean up the yard.

and make all of that go away. And we promise never, ever to contact Kathy or

again. Neither of you will ever hear from us again.

Now, I'm not going to let you get away with this.

I bet you've been flashing those beautiful smiles your whole lives, huh?

Getting away with murder.

And it won't stop.

Oh, and you guys are 18 now.

And I know how you end up.

more beautiful.

Compromising hard work with a bat of your lashes.

And you're going to lie, cheat, and steal your way to the top of the

chain.

Now, you need this.

You need someone to teach you about responsibility while you're young.

Otherwise, you'll never grow up to be a decent human being.

Wait.

You have no proof.

We didn't do anything, did we, Jill?

We were merely coming to the house to see if Kathy wanted to have a chat, and

thought the house was trashed.

Disregarding your previous apologies, I have a motion -activated security

camera. Should we check the footage?

Sir, my mom told me I have to stay out of trouble or I won't be able to go away

to college.

I can't go to junior college. It'll ruin my life.

If my parents found out, I'd be... You should be worried about the police.

Okay? If you tampered with her gas tank and she got into an accident and she

died, you would go to jail for second -degree murder.

It wasn't my idea to put the sugar in the gas tank.

Bitch, you're selling me out? Really?

I'm sorry, Whitney. I can't go to jail.

We're not.

Jill too.

But I'm so bad because I never received the

discipline I needed as a child.

But I need discipline.

I crave it.

I need someone to hold me down, pull my shorts down, and spank my cheeks until

they turn cherry red.

Would you do that?

Would you?

He's so kind to discipline me.

I won't cry or complain at all.

I need it.

What are you doing?

I'm Jill.

She needs to be punished for her sinful thoughts.

She's always talking about how she has the biggest crush on me.

No, I'm not spanking you.

I'm going to make a deal with you, okay?

If you apologize to my daughter and you clean up all the shit outside and you

pay for the gas tank, I won't call the police.

But I do have to tell your parents.

No, I think this making is a good idea.

A great idea. It's fantastic.

I can't let my parents find out.

They won't pay for her school if they find out.

I think she needs to be disciplined.

She craves it, just like I do.

She'd probably prefer to be punished by your cock.

What's wrong with you girls?

You guys used to be so sweet. The three of you were like best friends.

Were you guys just not raised right or something?

A lack of discipline, sir.

But I'll show you.

I'll thank the deviant little whore right out of this girl.

I'll show you how sorry she is.

How sorry we both are.

These two.

Stop. Leave my panties on.

No, you have to let me take down the panties.

Okay, just a little.

This is for TPing the house.

And this is for putting sugar in the gas tank.

And this is for never returning my Dushadon miniskirt.

Oh, please, Whitney, please.

And this is for sending me all those stupid DMs with workout links. Like,

were you even getting at?

I'm only trying to get you to be my gym girlfriend.

And this is for being a stupid vegan and making me eat that garbage tofu every

time I come to your house.

And that seitan.

What even is that stuff?

It's seitan, and you told me you loved it.

And this is for... I'm getting up. I'm done with this.

It's your turn.

Nope. You have to take off your top.

You can't spank my tits, Jill.

I told you she was a pervert.

All right, girl.

My wife is... Quiet!

I always do what you say. Now it's your turn to do what I say or I'm going to

call the police.

And you already know what I'm going to tell them.

You want me to tell Daddy about the convenience store thing?

Daddy?

You promised you wouldn't tell anyone.

Come on, you little criminal.

You give me free and full consent to your breath.

You want to show Daddy anyway, don't you?

Yes.

I'll take up my job.

She calls me the pervert, Daddy, but... I guarantee you her pussy is soaking wet

from spanking me.

Stand up.

Whoa, hey girls, hey.

Daddy, sit down.

We're going to take this off to show Daddy who's the real deviant little

See, Daddy?

Your little pink pussy is sobbing wet.

What are you thinking about doing to Daddy?

Uh, you know, we could totally forget about this. Quiet, Daddy! I know full

that your wife gets home in about...

Two hours. We don't have much time.

Let's just get this over with.

Spank her, Daddy. She wants you to do it.

Now spank her.

Your cock is hard. I can see it trying to push through your pants.

You want to punish her? Now do it.

Yeah. Thank me, Daddy. I want to do it.

Spank her.

Make it hurt. Make her beg for more.

Make her a good girl.

Hiss me, Daddy.

Yes,

Daddy.

Kiss it and make it better, Daddy.

Kiss it better, Daddy.

Kiss it, Daddy.

I'm so done with what good girls we can be.

Thank you.

You like when I rub it when Johnny pushes dick in and out of you? Yeah,

feels so good.

Blah, blah, blah.

Do you think the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree?

Stay away from my daughter.

Don't worry, Mr. White. We're going to be nice to her.

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