Look me in the eyes, now." Finally, she raised her head and looked me straight in the eyes. "Promise me, Cathy, that you will try harder next semest...r, that you will get at least a B on every course you take."It was nothing more than a whisper. "I promise, Bryan." Do you believe it yourself, Cathy? I want you to say it like you believe it."I knew this would be hard for her to do right now, but it was critically important to her and to our relationship, although she didn't know it then, that. Natalie was very frustrated now as Zack climbed on top of the bed.Zack’s cock was way bigger and thicker than the other two as he knelt down in between Natalie’s legs. Natalie immediately felt a huge difference as Zack’s cock penetrated her swollen pussy. Natalie’s orgasm quickly grew as Zack pushed all of his cock deep into her pussy.“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Natalie cried out loudly. Natalie was now going to orgasm. She had waited for this moment all night and Zack knew just how to fuck her. A minute. The nearly exquisite exterior that covered up the slowly decaying innards, cloyingly sweet perfume that nearly covered the reek of moldering life and hope, she was rotting from the inside out.She might have been different, perhaps the softly rounded mother with a slightly frazzled air of disarray to hair, clothing, life. Or the crisp sharp business woman, with the staccato click of unforgiving heels beneath prim suit as she wandered down corporate marbled floors. Who is to blame really when you. I hadn't lived them.And, no, I still didn't know why I had been at cheer camp.Michelle came to my rescue once again. "Because she's sick of that bitchof a coach we have on our school team. So she's going out for the cheersquad. And, I don't blame her."THAT I remembered. Last season, our high school soccer team had endured ahorrible slump. We lost 13 straight games and the coach--well, she waslivid. For some reason she locked onto Tasha as the personification ofeverything wrong with the.