She was not looking forward to catching up on her homework but she knew that it had to be done. She really didn't want to fail any classes because she...was working hard to get into an upscale college. Her grades were more than good enough, but she still felt the need to keep striving to be the best that she could be. She laughed aloud when she thought about this notion; it was like she was advertising for the United States Army.Another flash of lightning ripped across the sky and a crack of. .SIT YOUR FINE ASS RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE AND I WILL GET EVERYBODY OUTTA HERE AND WE CAN DO A LINE AND THEN I WILL GIVE YOU A RIDE HOME. AFTER I GOT THE DOORS LOCKED (THERE WASN'T ONE WINDOW IN THIS DIVE) SHE KISSED ME FULL ON THE LIPS DRIVING HER TOUNGE DEEP INTO MY MOUTH AND BREATHED "WHAT IF I DON'T WANNA GO HOME?" I KISSED HER BACK AND SQUEEZED HER BUBBLE BUTT AND LIFTER HER TIGHT WHITE SWEATER OVER THOSE SPECTACULAR TITS...IT WAS FUCKIN' ON...I PULLED HER TITS UP AND OUT OVER HER BRA SOI. "Where did that come from?" she thought. Oh well, not important. Perhaps it was that moment when Diana's expressive face seemed to indicate she thought she knew Susan. A strange tingle ran down Susan's body, remembering the look Diana had given her. Susan finished her quick shower and hurried to dress. When she looked through her underwear she had to laugh. Anticipating a romantic weekend she had brought sexy little things, not regular panties and pantyhose. So she donned her skimpy black lace. She spun around as the drunk slashed at her, stepping back swiftly, but not quickly enough. The dagger slashed at her stomach, glancing partly from her armour, but it was not enough, since a small trickle of blood streamed down her stomach. The warrior’s instincts took over. The slow drunkard’s strength was no match for the warrior’s keen reflexes. The fight was short and painful for one person, as a loud crack and a spray of teeth, the brute spun around, swaying on unsteady feet. With one.