"Come on... you really think you can drive in all that?" Pushing the car into drive, she gently pressed the accelerator down and they were on their wa.... Bingo watched the streets pass by in a melancholy mood. The guilt over his original plan, the indignities he would happily seen Laura endure, were once again plaguing him. Everywhere he looked he saw partying and revelry, good times free of his own unique brand of salacious desire. He thought back to Laura's own words -- Poetic justice, she'd. At that moment I didn't care. Then came the razor. With the same slow strokes, she went gently up and down, side to side her head still bobbing to the rhythm of the music. I was already breathing heavy. She was turning me on and she knew. I was like putting her hands. I was hers, to do with as she pleases. I felt I had lost all control of my own self and she had it. She was such a tease but done it in a way that could be conceived as being accidental, like she was trying to tease, but was. She. " If either Brianna or Jasmine had ever fantasized about what itwould be like to be on the receiving end of this sort of treatment, theycertainly never spoke of it out loud.Jasmine and Brianna had had most of their classes together, including gym class.Their gym class consisted entirely of girls, with one exception: Robert. Robertwas a very well developed young man with a deep, sexy voice and a heavy,muscular build. The mere sight of him -- especially in his gym uniform -- wasenough to make any. Flecks of caked-on sweat and dirt from her soles found its way into his nostrils. His repressed revulsion from this manifested itself in a twisted, perverted way into titillation and lust; he fixated on the hypnotic wrinkles of her feet as she contorted them into a more comfortable position over his nose, trapping it between her toes and digging in for a tighter grip. The flexing undulations were mesmerizing.She knew the position of power she was in over him, as she slowly continued to.