You're the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with... not Gina." But... Michael... she works for Global... you'll run into her again and from w...at I saw, and you've told me, she cares deeply for you."I caught a momentary flash of anger in his eyes, before they softened again. He smiled."Teri... don't you trust me to be able to resist the wiles of a beautiful young woman?"I watched his eyes and smiled back. I knew where this was going."I managed to resist you for the last nine years. " Not Stephen, but Stephanie!" Yeah, it does kind of look like a clit!" Only smaller!"There were numerous other comments, much laughter at my expense, andanother couple pictures before I was told to out my panties on. After Ihad 'my' panties on they took a few more shots, making me pose invarious humiliating ways. Tammy took all the shots out to her car andlocked them in the trunk to make sure I didn't get them. This just keptgetting worse and worse. Suddenly, Tammy got the idea that I needed. "I know it's 'If you prick us, do we not bleed?' But being a gentleman, how could I say 'prick' in front of such a fine lady." Yet you do, my lord. I pray you tarry; pause a day or two before you hazard; for in choosing wrong, I lose your company: therefore forebear a while." The school production of The Merchant of Venice was just two weeks away. Candace was Portia and I'd run lines with her a few times. In order to understand what the heck was going on, I'd read the whole play."Madam, you. She scolded herself sometimes that her fears were based on her being able to see the possibilities that the others could just laugh off. She felt at these times that it was her, not them, who had her mind in the gutter. She also felt she might be called on to protect the others from themselves in their innocence.“They wouldn’t do that, would they?” Carrie asked Sarah, in a time when the guys had wandered into the shadows to pee.“How would you tell?”, teased Sarah, “I mean, if a man you thought.