Reaching into the back seat, he grabbed a blanket, opened the door, and said, "Let's continue this outside. The car is much to cramped and uncomfortab...e." Eleanor followed him, not really knowing what to expect.Spreading the blanket quickly, Ron resumed caressing her breasts and kissing her. Eleanor felt him move his hand to her leg and run his fingers lightly up her thigh. Hampered by her skirt, he began to push it upwards towards her waist, and instinctively, Eleanor lifted her bottom to. "This necklace was crafted by the gods." Oh?" I'm sure of it. Perhaps the work of Apollo, or even Hephaestus. Only an undying god could make something so fine."I looked at the necklace. It was well made, but surely not beyond human skill. She went on."It was given to Odysseus by his father, taken in war in some foreign land."Eurycleia turned me around facing her."You're a vision, Donjeta, as beautiful as any goddess."I smiled. She embraced me and kissed my cheek. She stood back, holding my. " You're still a pussy fag, right?" Veronica asked me and I nodded quickly."Yeah ... Yes, uh ... Mistress," I said, even though I thought the Mistress rule only applied at the clubhouse. I wasn't taking any chances and she smiled at that."The whole school is going to know my boyfriend is cocksucker!" Stacy shook her head. "What am I supposed to do with you now? Huh?" I don't know," I said sadly, looking down at my new shoes, black heels that were surprisingly comfortable."You could whore him. I ran my hand down her flat tummy and over the curve of her hip. For such a small girl, she had quite a flair after her waist. She was no tom boy when it came to her ass. Tiny waist, flared out hips. I fingered the snap button on her jean shorts and popped it open. Danielle was running her fingers through my hair, mashing me to her chest. Low moans coming from her constantly. I slid her zipper down and she started wiggling her hips to help me get her shorts off. They were tight enough that they.