******It was 2:30 in the afternoon when Lana finally pulled in the driveway. She obviously hadn't brought toiletries with her, as she looked completel... unkempt. As she got out of the car and approached the house she appeared to be walking funny as if she twisted her ankle. The k**s had been home for hours and I didn't particularly want them to see her in that state so I went down to open the door and quickly get her upstairs."How'd it go?" I asked."OK," she said, kissing me on the cheek. "How. She smiled and said she liked the taste, then we all got dressed and Alyssa and I were just waiting for the other couple to leave, bidding our time by making out and whispering about what happened. The other guy told his girl they should get back, but she insisted that she stay and make sure she looked good before she heads back and so he left. We looked at each other and questioned whether our alibi would work out now, we didnt know that we hadnt missed anything at this point, the artist was. She screwed her eyes shut, resolutely holding her position. He kept up his rhythm for 8 more swats, while Vicky clamped her hands to her knees, her knuckles turning white, and screwed her eyes shut. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of breaking her. She opened her eyes as he paused. "Ok, three more and we're done." She bit her lip, knowing that he was going to savor them. She felt him pat her bottom with the brush and she shuddered. The brush landed hard with a splat right at the. The lecture was very boring and both of us were not paying attention. So I started talking to her. We didn’t talk much because the professor could see us, but from her first impression, I thought that she would be the right girl to flirt with because she was very outgoing and chilled out. For the next week, I sat next to her and got to know her better. I took her number on the pretext of sending her notes because she slept in one lecture.Then I started texting her. I came to know that she’s.