Nicole sighed. “The higher-ups in the council had a meeting… a secret meeting. A few resisted, but… they’re not going to keep you on.” Phil’s heart stopped. “What?!” was all he could think to say initially. “A secret fucking meeting? What is… what even is that?” Nicole could only shrug. “Even if I were there, you’d need both of the freshmen japanese voting for you to save your position. And that’s if I was in there. I don’t think they’re going to vote for you. I failed you. I’m sorry.” Phil did his best to digest Hardcore all the information he was being given. “So what, you believe me now? You finally accept I didn’t fucking do this?” “I don’t know what to fucking believe!” Nicole shouted in a panic. “I don’t know, Phil. I don’t fucking know. I want to trust you but I can’t not believe the victim.” Phil stared at her teen for a few seconds before hopping to his feet and grabbing her by the shoulders. “Nicole.” he asian began in a voice that he wanted to remain calm, but was quivering with emotion. “If she’s lying, and I’m telling the truth, then she’s not the fucking victim. I am . I don’t know how much you know about that girl, but remember what you know about me. I apologized to you because after schoolgirl our first time I felt I was too rough when I asked for consent . If it’s between me and that fucking bruja , why can’t you trust me?” Nicole’s expression became more and more sad as she looked Phil in the eyes. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn’t do it.” Phil’s eyes never wandered. “I didn’t do it, Nicky.” he softly said. Nicole’s expression never changed, but a single tear travelled down her left eye. so I’m asian not teen such a slut after all. “I want only to be butchered” she japanese pronounced. I want to go home with her and curl up naked next to her, the way she fits next to me is perfection and can’t wait to go for another drive with her. A wall shot up and the guards hit the floor and Gail stunned him. As Sandra was talking I looked at John and smiled. It didn’t matter that he was black. They both had big grins and a wicked gleam in their eyes. “I’ll show you a few Hardcore exercises that can help you with those pins, and other things that you may just want in there sometime.” I replied. In this moment Neville came back up - there was no point watching from below when the tray thing was filled, so now he knelt, schoolgirl his chin at the edge of the glass rim, and watched, eyes wide. “What about you Mom? The boy was awake, barely.