...go onSam SinThen i turn ur around lie on uthen i took bottle of honey n chocolateMary MarHugging u too I lay down on mine backSam Sinhmmmmnow i put...some choclate on finger to ur lipsnow licking it from my tongueMary MarHmmm....sweet... Go on...Sam Sinhmmmmthen i lift ur t shirt upto navel kissin itnow pouring honey on itnow licking itlift ur hand i want to remove ur teeMary MarOoh baby I can feel it, lick them allLifting my handSam Sindo u wear any thing under itMary MarNo, just my teeSam. "Jean nodded. "Well, I suppose we ought to get some sleep." Yeah. I'm on my uppers."They both went to bed but it was some while before either went to sleep.Jean was turning over in her mind all that Libby had told her. Clearly Academy fees were no longer going to be a problem and there was no longer a real need for her to find work other than at the pub. However her pride would not allow her to take advantage of Libby's good fortune. She was intrigued by Court's behaviour. Was he coming out of. I reacted in kind, pulling her against me, moaning into her mouth.‘You are such a little slut, Kitty.’‘Yes.’ I hissed breathless. I couldn’t deny it. The ultimate kitty slut, wanting only one thing, desire making no room for any other thoughts. I wanted to cum, to make her cum. I wanted her to use and abuse me. I wanted her to do everything to me she’d ever fantasized about and, mostly, I wanted her to push me beyond what I was comfortable with, far beyond. I knew it was breaking the rules, but. I asked her if they needed any more dancers, but she told me they would not hire me because of my age, as they only hired dancers over 21. She did know of another bar that would hire eighteen-year-olds, as they had a "BYOB" (Bring Your Own Bottle) license, and therefore did not sell any liquor. The name of the place was “Benny’s”. I called the number and made an appointment to interview that day. The owner, whose name (unaccountably) was Bill, said he or his manager would be there between 2:00.