Already the boys at school were calling her a cock teaser because of the way she strutted proudly. A thrill of lustful desire swept through her body, ...ixing, smoking and brooding, in her groin. Her entire young body seemed to, for a minute, throb with the hotly liquid desire of being a ripe woman.Sandy almost lost her balance as she felt desire ripple through her body in increasing undulations as her fingertips brushed back and forth across her nipples. It felt so good!God damn! She's acting. Do you WANT to be my girl?" Before I could barely finish,she spoke up with a convincing, "Yes!" "Honey, when you want to respondto my questions, you need to call me by my real name- Mistress Betty."Immediately came the response: "Yes, Mistress Betty, I want to be YOURgirl!" I told her that was better and placed her hands on the towelspread before her. As I painted each nail delicately, I continued... Ifyou want to be my girl, you are going to have to follow my rules. If youwant so badly to. It seemed to come from the hallway between his daughter's room and his own. George grimaced, wondering if the blond-haired woman had played hooky from school with her boyfriend, a young man he had taken an immediate dislike to. Idly, he fingered the plain steel band on his ring finger, a recent purchase from a decrepit old homeless woman. George had ignored the story she had told concerning her acquisition of the piece of jewelry, figuring she was lying anyway. He knew she needed the money and. Before I knew it, it was closing time; Jack and Rob were back over beside me and continued where Sam and Mike left off. I said “what should we do now” and Rob said “why don’t we grab a bottle from the bar and go upstairs” he lived on the top two floors of the building, I looked over to Jack and he said “sure”, so Rob, Jack and I headed upstairs to his apartment leaving Sam, Mike and Phil finishing their beers.As we entered the living room on the second floor I sat on the couch with Jack. Rob.