Ambika had warned me that a red skirt would be dangerous for me and that blue skirts would be safe. Something had gone wrong. Ambika and the ‘safe�... blue-skirted priestesses had been captured. I was in real trouble. Unless Lisa and Serena could find and release the King, no one would rescue me and my four allies. ‘Prince Harold, perhaps I should introduce myself,’ my captor said. ‘Although I have been a priestess of the Goddess, actually I serve another Goddess, not yours. I am the Priestess of. All the football players werewearing their jerseys, the cheerleaders and band were in their uniformsand the majorettes were in their sweatsuits. Most of the student bodywere also in blue and gold. To Dave the best outfit was Jordan's. Hewas wearing a gold blouse with a blue skirt. All Dave could think ofwas those legs.Even with Dave being as generic as a hamburger from a fast foodrestaurant, he knew he had to ask Jordan to the game. The only reasonDave was bland was because he felt like he had. She opened her mouth wide, desperate to feel the hardness in her mouth. Then she sank her mouth slowly down the length of his shaft.“Oh yeah,” Jay breathed out and put his hands on the back of her head.Cherry began to stroke her mouth on his twitching cock. She stroked deeper with each movement of her head until her eyes began to water. She was only getting three quarters of the way down his gargantuan cock. She started moaning with each down stroke. He pushed the back of her head forcing her. "I give up." Tony!" Tami said solemnly. "Look at me.I'd been rooting through my locker looking for my history notes. I looked up. Tami's locker is to the left of mine, but she'd moved to my right. I straightened up and faced her. That put my back to the front entrance."I want you to take a deep breath."I cocked my head slightly in surprise but followed her instruction."Let it out slow and remember to think before you speak."I always think before I... "Hi guys," Robbie's voice said from behind.