They were still pretty close, though.Opening her door, his charger was nowhere in sight. He opened the drawers on her bedside dresser hoping to find i.... No such luck.He did, however, find a diary. Even though Myron's conscience told him not to read it without permission, he opened it anyway.He read the most recent entry: "So, in terms of sex, I'm totally a bottom girl. A submissive. I think dominant guys are so hot. With all the name-calling, hair pulling, and pleasure mixed with pain." Myron's. Mark rushed tohis locker and arrived before the rest of the class. He felt veryuncomfortable in the girl's locker room, but he was thankful that he wasalone. It seemed most of the kids took their time getting to Gym class,as the teacher wouldn't know when they actually arrived, since the lockerrooms had their own entrance separate from the Gymnasium's main entrance.As Mark reached into the bag of clothes he'd brought with, his heart wasfilled with dread. He'd forgotten that it was a bad idea to. I stopped and admire the small tuff of hair sprouting from between her legs, her pussy. Of course I continued on - I wanted her dressed, with her skirt around her waist and her heels on."I won't do it unless you ask me." I was putting her in a spot - she wanted to please me, but perhaps had never had anal sex. Yet then again, perhaps she had? I reassured her, "I'll be gentle, Tami. It's just that you have the most attractive bottom of any woman I know." I was manipulating her, and wondered is. She was barely inside the door before she was asking Gabriella questions."Gabby, I just came from Alexa's house. Her dad said that her mom had been with you. What does that mean? What happened?" You're gonna need to sit to hear this one," Gabby said.The girls sat at either end of a loveseat in Gabriella's small living room."So? Mr. S said something about you being with Mrs. S. What was he talking about? What happened?" I met her at the store last night," Gabriella began. "I never really knew.