Maybe wear a sweatshirt and die. She prayed for a cold snap. One moron in class couldn’t help but comment. Elaine was thankful his words weren�...t within earshot of others. Or the Professor. Why did guys think that observations like, ‘Hey baby, you’re looking good’, would instantly have her running into their arms? Just about any dickhead could tell she was ‘looking good’. If he hadn’t been looking at her tits when he said it, she may have even enjoyed the compliment. She sighed. Oh,. I drove and she rested. Whenwe arrived, I was told to go straight to the shower and wait for her.After what seemed like a half hour she finally appeared. She waswearing a bathing suit and latex gloves. I was told to strip and climbin. I noticed cuffs hanging from opposite sides of the ceiling. Shequickly cuffed me in and started applying a nasty smelling lotion allover my body. I was covered except the hair on my head and eyebrows.She left to "prepare our room". After about another half hour. ************ ‘Ya know, Ted, it’s really not that much to ask to just give her reason. No one said you have to tell her the truth, Lord knows you haven’t let any of us know. But she was never anything but a friend to you.’ Charlie sounded more like a father than a brother. Ted hated it when he got like this. ‘Yeah, a friend who fucked my best friend and a kid I fucking hate.’ ‘Is that what this is about?’ ‘No, this is about everything. She changed.’ Charlie shook his head, it wasn’t worth. You are not prepared as you feel the leather riding crop come down sharply on your clit and mound you cry out loud and feel the thwack again. Your body tries to save you and you faint. You come to and there is cold shudders running wild through your body. It is a second till to you figure out that your master is tracing an ice cube over your sore, swollen clit. He asks you who your body belongs to. And you manage to stammer, " Yours Sir." He whispers, " Good Girl," and pops the ice cube in his.