“You’re a dork.” “I’m, at the very least, a useful dork.” I smiled back, posing with my arms. Molly threw herself, practically headfirst, ...nto the mattress from her standing position, then resurfaced dizzily. “Yup. Back to normal.” she beamed. “I’m so glad to have my own bed back.”“Yeah, it’ll be nice for both of us to have elbow room again.” I replied, folding my arms.Molly sat up on the bed. “You’re the one that likes to sprawl all over the bed when you sleep.”“Do not!”“Do too!”“Oh, well. "C'mon Pepper, let's leave the bad lady alone." I am not bad," Grace said defensively."Of course you're not," Will replied, patting her thick hair."Oh! Oh!" She stuttered as she pulled his towel off."Grace!" Will grabbed a pillow to cover his nakedness."Wow!" She gasped, her eyes leering down. "I almost forgot how nice you were... down there." Thank you, madam Adler," Will continued his act. "But you can't have any."And he turned around, covering his bare tushy in retreat. Grace watched with. Once she had finished satisfying his depravities. When she had finally exploded through multiple orgasms, he would graffiti every dirty whore word she’d used during the evening, across her body. When she woke in the morning, she would have both the physical pain of her torments and a visual reminder of how depraved she had been. He pondered showering with her in the morning, and making slow, gentle love to her as she washed the night away.?Slut, did you forget the other thing I asked you to. "And you need to be prepared ... physically," she blushed and then went on, "or it will be very uncomfortable." How?" asked Carly, who was so astounded that it just popped out. It was the right thing for a virgin - or almost virgin - to say."It's called foreplay," said Fran, weakly. "Do you know about foreplay?" You mean making out?" asked Craig. These kids were brilliant."Something like that," said Fran, who looked at Jack. He coughed and looked away."We can give you some pointers," said Fran,.