I agreed with one concession due to my high school status, “girls' night out” on Fridays. The 1956 Desoto meant I was the driver for the girls.My ...ew friends, in exchange, invited me to their slumber parties and taught me about makeup. I learned how to look older, hide minor blemishes, make my eyes more oval, paint my nails and style my hair. It was my first experience of looking pretty to be noticed. I loved red lipstick and nail polish. We tested how much makeup we could get away with at. O could see my confusion as I tried to understand – and suddenly I noticed again the raging 9-inch hard on. O slapped my ass very hard, leaving a good red welt.?A, I'm putting the blindfold back on you and then I'm going to fulfill your 'damsel in distress' fantasy.?And with that, the blindfold was buckled on despite my feeble head shakes of defiance. He then grabbed my hips and lifted me over the sleeping bag, with my helpless ass sticking straight up in the air and my body bent over at a. There was a knock on my door.“Come in.”I could tell from the heels alone who it was. And the pencil skirt that just barely passed the dress code. And the blouse that probably should be buttoned two more buttons up. And that red hair. And those emerald green eyes. And that bright fucking smile.It was Addie.“I couldn’t reach Rita on the phone. I think she went to the bathroom or something. I picked up the roster from her desk.”“I really do love you,” I said, holding out my hand.Addie beamed and. Anyone here want to be done?’ she asked. ‘NO COACH,’ the team yelled in unison. ‘Good. Me neither. So, I suspect that their strategy is going to be to try to take M.J. out of the game. I expect that they will double and triple team her, and try to knock her around and foul her. M.J., you can’t try to beat them alone. If you are double or triple teamed, pass it out to the open player and move to space. Eventually, we will wear them down. O.K.?’ M.J. nodded. She was a team first player, and.