Then up to her right ear and around it back down to her left nipple. “Mm, she tastes good,” Belle purred. “What the fuck are you?” I managed...to whisper. Her head whipped around, her tongue still several inches from her lips. “I am what I am, and I do what I do, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.” Her voice had changed, it sounded like if it came from a deep cave, it had a natural echo, and it was dripping hate, and anger. “Please Belle, let us go,” I sounded like one of my own. And so it begins.The SchoolbusCast:Matthew - 22 male 5ft 8 with short brown hair and glasses. A slim guy who is shy around girls and a bit nerdy.Katie - 14 female 5ft 2 with ginger hair and freckles with glasses. A cute girl who has had a few boyfriends, 32c breasts and a bit chubby with quite a large bum. She likes to talk and is usually a bit flirty with boys.Waking on a warm summer morning Matthew got out of bed as did the rest of his family and ate breakfast in the morning, Katie was ready. There was a small hole in the middle of the ceiling where a heavy metal chain and hook hung down, well beyond my reach. No window, just a rusty looking vent high in one corner, and a door. I stood up and walked bare foot across the room to the door. Why were my feet bare — where were my shoes? The door was locked solidly and I noted the eyehole fitted in it. I banged on the door with the flat of my hand."Hello?" I called out.Silence greeted me. I tried again and again, to no avail. I paced the. "We used too! I feel so good being with you. I love the naked touching; mmmm, it's so nice!" "It's just wrong, sweetie. We could be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out about this." My ex-wife would happily ruin my life if she got a hint about anything of this little nocturnal event. Stella was only fifteen; she would be sixteen in two more weeks. "Maybe you would not be allowed to visit me again." I suggested menacingly."I won't tell anyone, daddy, not anyone at all," Stella promised as she.