Yes, as hard as that was to believe. It was true. Ashley was even worse."Get out of my room!" I yelled."I need to ask you a favor."I was always amazed...at Ashley's mental disconnect. She put no correlation between her insults and my willingness to say 'yes' to anything she wanted me to do."What?" Sullenness was my best attitude with Ashley. At least, it felt that way."You know my friend Caitlin?" No." Sure, you do. You've met her before."Like I would know her friends? The way Ashley's mind. He ran his hand up my shirt and pulled it up over my head thenkissed me again hard this time, as he backed me up against a wall (heseems to like doing that..) his kisses got softer as he began to work hisway down my chest pausing briefly at my nipples as he worked his way downI could feel hisHands working on my belt then he quickly and swiftly pulled my pants andboxers to my ankles. There he was on his knees starring face to face withmy cock he had the biggest grin on his face and proceeded to. She was wearing white knee socks, so there was no leg on show! She had completed the outfit with flat leather shoes. "Come in Jennifer" I said. "Sit down". I could see that she was positively trembling.I decided to take things slowly, and commenced with some small talk about her life and interests. Slowly she became less nervous and began to chat freely.I asked if she knew what went on in private at the Club, and she assured me she did. The other girls had been telling her things..."Well" I. I checked the time and jumped the stream and climbed up into my own tree-house. Emily was already in there, waiting for me.Emily’s glinting eyes looked mischi, evous. The moment I had crawled in and sat down, she sat back down on the hatch across from me and extracted a hip flask from an inside pocket of her coat. She held it out towards me triumphant. The tree-house was so small that our legs were stretched out beside each other and she could pass things to me without either of us getting up.I.