“I don’t get what you see in her Dany. She’s a snobby rich girl with amessiah complex,” Jon rolled his eyes.“Yeah, but she’s hot as fuck. ... mean, you would have to be gay not to beattracted to her.”“Doesn’t make her less of a bitch,” Jon pointed out. As if on cue,Allison shoved Rachel, a short girl from my calculus class, asidepushing all the books she was holding to the ground.“Okay, so maybe she’s a bit impolite…” I conceded. “But I still wanther.”“You’re impossible…” He shook his head.. "We've been working our little bottoms off," Roberta began. "After being out of the loop for a few weeks, there was so much to do to get current and figure out what to make of all of the new information that came from your exploits. Some of the survivors really wanted to talk. And boy did they say a lot of interesting stuff."Fran held my hand and put a stop to shop talk. "Let's hear about you, David. How did you come to be in such awful looking shape?" She wasn't fooled by the limited light one. “Ah, I see you decided to wear the panties. That was the proper decision. A lady should never go without wearing her panties. Do you like the panties, dear?” Again a nod. Now I was really scared. I was very close to losing it. I couldn’t do that with her standing here. I’d be so humiliated to have her see me soil her panties and slip. “You look lovely, dear.” She took me by the arm and led me over to the bed and sat me down. She sat next to me; her skirted thigh pressing against my slip covered. I could see the surprised look on Leslie’s face. When we got inside there were only a few people, including Lyla, who I knew from a couple of parties at Leslie’s and her friend with benefits, Joe. I didn’t like the kid personally but he offered me some of his Jim Bean so I guess I could make do. We drank and talked until more people showed up. Finally the kid that was supposed to bring the beer pong cups and balls got there and we set up the pong table. Me and Leslie partnered for the.