Oh jeez, Anna Belle, are you really being serious? I don't think I could stand it if you were just teasing me."As Jasper squirmed in his chair, Anna B...lle could feel his hardness against her butt. It was really starting to turn her on.She hugged his face and promised, "I'm not teasing, Jasper. In fact, I couldn't be more serious. I want to have sex with you; that is, if you're willing. Are you? Willing, that is?" As a token of her sincerity, she took his hand and pressed his palm against her. It was surging back, and it left her in a state of shock. She couldn’t believe that she had completely blocked this incident from her memory for a full 3 years. But now she was running it back in her head with vivid clarity. It happened on a weekend when Aunt Becky was out of town, and no one was left in the house except herself and her Uncle Jesse (or so she thought). She rose up the stairs to his room in the attic to ask him to drive her to the mall, when she heard some quiet moaning and. It really was once again time to shut up and give something back.We were marched off to buses and taken for boot camp, which was basically an eight-week crash course in surviving hell on Earth. The sadists running things took enormous pleasure in humiliating and hurting recruits. When you’re inflicting that on seventeen and eighteen year olds, you can get away with it. They were less successful with me.One hulking, closet homosexual, sadist tried to run that on me and got himself seriously. "Here. I'll open the door for you. I can text Lindsay too. Look, if you tell me what's wrong, I can help. I want to help." Penny said. Eliza softened a little and nodded. Opening the door revealed nothing of particular note. The room was as Penny had left it, for the most part. Lindsay's bed was a complete mess, but it would have been strange if it was made. The only strange thing Penny noticed was a slight yet distinct smell in the room. After a good month living in the dorms, she learned to.