I finished my sophomore year with honors. I was number 11 out of three hundred and twenty-two sophomores so not too bad. My 3.98 was topped by those s...udents taking AP classes for the extra college credits and a couple of kids way smarter than I am, but I was totally cool with that.Two days after the last day of school, Dean and I were on a chartered plane to Galveston. I had invited Mary Sampson, her family, her second in command’s and that person’s family and Martin Schipe and his family to. Brianna felt they had enough to take it to the police, but Merrigan felt they needed more. She argued that if they could get one of Tyson's friends to confess what was going on, they would have more of a leg to stand on, but neither girl could get the courage to approach any of the guys. Besides, Brianna reasoned, given his earlier threats, if Tyson caught wind of what they were doing, the results could be disastrous. While both girls wanted so desperately for Tyson to get what he deserved,. My scream was suddenly replaced by a whimper of arousal as my body responded to the stimulation I couldn't fight."Then, of course, there is this," she said manner-of-factly as she pressed at the buttons again.My nipples stopped tingling and suddenly the butt-plug came to life with rippling vibrations that made me shiver with delight at the erotic surges within me. As Vanya adjusted the box, so the intensity increased and I moaned and wriggled with arousal on the sofa. Without warning, the plug. ~~~~~~ They stop outside Stacy's door. "This is me, here," Stacy shyly announces, waving her free hand. She still hasn't let go of Becca's. She doesn't ever want to. "Would you like to, um… come in for a bit?" Becca looks enticed, but takes a deep breath of hesitation. Her eyes fill with anxiety. She let's go of Stacy's hand. "Thanks Stacy… but, I don't know if I should. Tonight has been great though hun," Becca confesses, seeming very conflicted. Why does my heart ache whenever she calls me.