No, the problem occurred when I told Bobby that after the prom we could go back to my place, since my parents were going to be out late. Loud-mouth Bo...by mentioned it to his asshole friend Jack Torrance. I told Bobby to shut up, since it was just a private time for us, and he apologized, but it was too late. Torrance told his date, who told a friend, who told a friend, who told a ... You get the drift? Half the fucking school knew there was going to be a big party at my place after the prom!It. ‘Did I hurt you?’ he asked. ‘No! No!’ Melinda replied quickly. ‘It’s fine.’ She didn’t want to break the delicious spell she could feel developing. Donnie’s hand resumed sliding over her back, with circular motions, caressing her, exciting her. ‘That feels so good, Donnie,’ Melinda murmured. ‘I’m glad you were here. I hate having an uneven tan.’ Donnie kept massaging the oil into her skin. He had no idea touching a woman could make you feel like this. His penis kept swelling and straining in. Miss Jones did not want Sir's wrath to lead to the sack.Miss Jones spent the day wondering what Sir would do to her that evening. Would he finger her under the table? Would he order her to suck him in the bathroom between courses? Would he bend her over the car and drill her? Would he drive her to a lovers lane and make her ride him?All of which made Miss Jones thoroughly horny all day.So at 4.30pm, she had another shower, changed clothes, did herself up carefully and ended up outside fifteen. Enough was enough. I turned to Beth and whispered, “Let’s do it.” Beth nodded and we got up and approach our mother. Beth and I had made a pact that this was the week we were going to challenge our mother. We had been working up the nerve to do it all week.We stood up and went over and stood behind our mother. Beth complimented her, “You look really nice this morning, Mom.”I put my hands on my mother’s shoulders and rubbed my thumbs into her shoulder muscles.“Oh, that feels nice, Steven. I.