Maybe that is why she allowed Mark to seduce her. Maybe to prove that she really wasn’t a bitch. Sunday morning Ruth tried to think of why she could...go to lunch. All the excuses she came up with sounded so lame and fake. In the end she decided she was being silly. She dressed quite conservatively as usual and drove the Mark and Stella’s house. Stella answered the door and seemed extra cheery. Ruth was relieved. They chatted away, as old do, while Mark set the table and avoided eye contact with. She slowly lifted the front of her skirt and pushed her hand into her panties. She let out a moan and “you have me so fucking hot”. At that, Sally started moaning very loud. My new friend was surprised. “Who is that?” she asked. “That is Sally. She is laying out at her pool right now. Sally is why my cock is so hard.” I answered back. “Hi Sally… I’m Amanda.” Amanda was quite sexy. She was about 5’-5”, had an athletic build, dark brown hair and grayish-blue eyes. Amanda was wearing a lose skirt. She was at her desk marking papers but Isabelle stopped writing as she noticed Aisha by the doorway."Oh hello Aisha, how are you?" Isabelle asked. Isabelle then saw the 'spit' on Aisha's face."Oh my God, did someone spit on you?" Isabelle asked and sounded concerned."I don't want to talk about it," Aisha replied, scared of Shakira hearing her."Can you come closer?" Isabelle asked her. Aisha entered the classroom and approached the French teacher."Look, can I tell you when we are out of this. They had just that day received their report cards for the quarter. Both were seventeen years old, high school seniors, and due to graduate in the spring—if they kept their grades up and passed everything—which was in doubt for Ginger.Melissa gave out a smug smile. "Maybe I studied and really applied myself—to Chemistry." You haven't studied any more than I have," Ginger snorted. "And as for applying yourself, you're the laziest person I've ever known. You're lazier than I am—and that's pretty.