She transformed herself into a naughty nurse, and a stripper, and a streetwalker with her ass showing beneath her skirt while she balanced on six-inch...stilettos. One night she wore thigh-high leather boots, but nothing else, and spent much of the evening swatting me with a riding crop while she called me her boy toy and forced me to serve her. Of course, paying homage to her dripping pussy with my tongue wasn't really what I would call torture.On other nights, she would appear as a complete. The college was 4-0 and the whole town was a buzz with football. John was still making appearances around town. I would tag along and for the most part, I enjoyed it. I found by dressing sexy that I managed to get the attention that I was seeking. However, at the same time I was turning pretty much into the slut of all sluts. I would seek out men to fuck me anytime I felt lonely or when I felt my jealousy coming on me. I know it was wrong, however, it was only way I could control it. Johns next. .. well... I... I think... well, you look great!" Oh Ted, what a wonderful compliment, thank you." She walked over to him and saw that he had a nice erection hiding in his underwear. She reached down and rubbed her hand up and down on his hidden cock. "Ted, that's a nice package you have."Shit, what do I say now? What does she want me to say" "Uh, gee thanks" Wow he thought, you are really great at this sexual talk. What great words will you utter next? He felt her hand searching for the. Eastman. Is Liv ready?"She nodded at me, still smiling. "Olivia, your date is here!" she called back toward the hallway. Turning back she said, "I can't remember the last time Olivia's date actually came to the door, John."I didn't answer because at that moment my jaw hit the floor. I almost didn't recognize the young woman who stepped out of the hallway. The Liv that stood there nervously looked nothing like Ridgemont's Over Easy.The black eye shadow, black t-shirt and jeans were gone. Even.