"Well, you're not the only one," she admitted.Ian quickly dropped to his knees and commenced to slide Janice's leather panties down her legs. He noted...that her pink slit was glistening with moisture. He then quickly took a seat and grabbed Janice by the wrist and pulled her down and across his lap. He didn't use the nylon to bind her wrists as he was strong enough to hold both of her wrists together."Now, my mistress, let's see how you like being spanked," Ian said in a most feminine voice as. She must think I’m pathetically hung over. I hear her enter my room and her phone rings. ‘What up, girl?’ Jesus, I’m in hell. Can’t she tell that I need help? I imagine myself foolishly splayed across the bed, the ridiculousness of it meriting her attention. ‘Leslie,’ I try to interrupt, ‘Find my cell phone. In it is the number for Ball State Information. Call that number and ask for the number of Ball Memorial.’ I hear a low chuckle which is the predecessor of a larger and inappropriate amount. "Oh my god, girl's night! Or we should have a party!" said Chrissie. "I dunno, I don't want anything to happen to the house, my parents would kill me," said Becca. "I was thinking you and me could just hang out, have some wine, watch our old favorite movies, bake cookies. Stuff we used to do in elemetary school." "Aww I miss those days."said Chrissie. "I'm looking forward to this!" "Me to!," said Becca. Oh how she was... Friday night came around and Becca could barely wait. She was going to. Mein bhi apne kamre main chali gayi or sone lagi. Bade din baad dil halka mehsus ho raha tha or mein so gayi.Agle din meine samir ka nashta banaya par vo bohat late utha. Meine kaha ke jaana nahi to us ne bola nahi bhabhi mujhe aap ke sath rehna hai, mujhe pata hai aap bohat akele ho. Aaj ghumne chaltein hain, movie or phir bahar hi dinner karenge aap tayar ho jao.Meine mana kiya par samir ki zid ne mujhe jhuka diya. Mein simple jeans or tee shirt pehni aur light sa makeup kar liya. Hum mall.