The parking lot was uneven and slanted uphill. For awoman who had just been introduce to heels a few shortweeks ago, making my way uphill in the four-...nch heelswas quite a test. I eventually passed the test, andwe reached the door. Jenny pulled out two tickets,and we were motioned in.As we walked into the main ballroom, I could overhearthe two ticket takers chattering with each other."Whoa. I'd really like to get inside her pants" Iheard one of them say."Brides don't wear pants, dude" the other. We can love each other the way we want too. It’s our choice.”“So, you don’t feel this is wrong?”“Little sister, let me show you just how RIGHT this is to me and for you!”Again, slowly, he crawled up the foot of the lounger, parting her legs as he moved. He could see the perfect fold between her legs come into view as her legs came apart. It was just as beautiful, just as sensual, as the first time he had seen it. Especially since it was not fully stimulated. This time, he was going to stimulate. Classic..." Anne forced a strained smile. She hadn't been able to show her face in school for two weeks after that...and even still she had been teased about it until the end of the year...she forced herself to take a deep breath. "Umm...can I help you with anything else?" Anne tried to build a hasty wall of customer service professionalism."Yeah, actually...can you remind me what Mr. Tuttle called you when we were in junior year? It's slipped my mind." Ramirez said venomously."I sorry, I don't. Masster..." I replied. "She has never....never seenhim...before...before thissss...evening...uhhhhh..." My body was shaking as hemoved his fingers in and out of my pussy faster. It became difficult toconcentrate. I started to sweat. My arms and legs bucked against thechains holding me. I threw my head back, my hair brushing the dirtabove the furs. Everything was a blur. I would have told him that Ishot Kennedy or was the mastermind behind terrorist attacks if hewanted me to. I needed to.