"Shit, if Ned hadn't--"Diane shook her head. "No, don't blame him. Don't you dare, or you'll make me do it too just to follow along with you." I'm not...controlling you, Diane." It's not control! Dammit, listen to what I'm saying! I follow along because I think everyone else is wiser than me. That's why I can't do this anymore."Heather looked stricken.Diane looked at Heather, her eyes wet. "I thought I loved you. Maybe I do. But maybe I latched on to you because I thought it would be so much. It will feel good soon.” She groaned at first from the pain that slashed into her with his vicious first penetration. But he was true to his word. He didn’t move further and ever so gradually the pain receded. His hands cupped her tiny tits and his mouth found hers. His tongue stabbed between her virginal looking lips and once again pleasure swarmed through her vulnerable insides as he played some very fancy tricks with her beautiful girlish body. While he explored the wonder of her lusty. Cindy asked her friend for details, but now even Betty refused to let her become involved in any way. Betty and her mother spent a few hours in the woman’s private office, discussing this and that. Phone calls were made. Pablo was sent to a costume shop to pick up hanging bags and wrapped parcels, and later, he was also given the task of fixing the hors d’oeuvrs. The event was set for Friday night. Thursday, Cindy tackled the library … a room she had only been in twice before, since it was one. ”“Damn girl....he got to you bad,” I joked.“I know....which I guess why later on....when he...felt me up, I didn't slap him.”“Okay, so he invites you to come to the after party, what did you say?”“I said I would need to ask you because I was here with you and your friends and didn't know what you had planned. Then...he, grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips. Gave the back of my hand a soft kiss. I swear under any other circumstances I would have thought that was cheesy as hell, but.