I went home, and before I allowed myself the pleasure of masturbation I made notes to talk to Cate about. I then hopped into bed naked and relived the...highlights as I pumped my cock. I woke quite early and lay in bed pondering the previous night. As I made coffee the phone rang. I was expecting Cate to call, but it was Amy, checking to see if I was okay. We spoke briefly and we agreed that our BDSM relationships stay locked within the tight circle. I told Amy I had fun but the club scene wasn’t. After Christmas, the weather turned cold. Her family’s house kept warm enough, but the furnace at school didn’t put out enough heat. She wore warm sweaters and long stockings to class. She was taking driver’s ed in the worst possible weather, though they were still in the classroom.The first dance of the new year, the gym was warm enough, though. The exercise during the rock numbers was enough to work up a sweat, and Charlie held her close during the slow dances. Only her feet got cold. After. All around himwere other students smiling at him, and offering him affirmingstatements. For today, though, he'd just bask in what it felt like toactually be a girl nominated for prom queen. What harm could one more daydo?* * *Zoey and Peggy found Deanna near the cafeteria handing out pieces ofcandy and saying, "Vote Dee for Prom Queen" Dee, what the fuck?" an irate Zoey hissed at her.Dee flashed a devilish smile. "What's the matter, Zo?" You're interfering with the bet." Am I?" Deanna played. " She'd paused briefly to give her shoulders a helpful shrug. The dress slipped over the tips of her swollen nipples. I moved it carefully over her head.Her hands came up to help slip it over her ears and in these few moments I relished the sight of her breasts, so passionately pink and turgid that the nipples were angled towards the ceiling.Together we'd gotten the dress off her. I flung it aside, she fluffed out her hair with her fingers, shaking her head to make the damp strands swirl around.