I was feeling a bit naughty.“Wow. What’s the special occasion?” Michael asked as he stared at me.“I’m just feeling very good tonight. And I ...now you like me to dress sexy for you. I want you to feel as good as I do,” I said as I kissed him.“It’s working. I feel incredible. Let’s eat," He said taking my hand.I enjoyed the attention of the men at dinner once again. I was beginning to like being looked at that way. Maybe I had been a little too uptight. It was fun to loosen up.We talked all. Not dressed like this anyway. I look out of the window and watch a group of young people cavorting near the pool. They are laughing and squealing as they run around each other. Not near enough to hear specific words but I can see they are having fun. Watching them helps calm me down. I pick up my drink again and sip it slowly. But with nothing to do but watch and wait, my drink is soon finished. I put my glass back on the bar and continue to watch the group by the pool, my finger. " I called out as I walked up the classroom's stairs to where Kelly was sitting. "Oh hey." She tried to get up from her seat, but knocked over her stack of notes in the process. She ignored them for a moment, "How's it going?" She asked, and then before I was able to respond she said, "I need to study." And sat down again. I laughed to myself about how stressed she seemed. Kelly was wearing a white knitted sweater that I had seen her wear a few times before. It made her look cute. Like the. It was strange to know that I had fans. Well, not I, but this Candi the Cock Slut alternate personality that I was forced into. I had to keep reminding myself that I was forced.It went against everything I believed in to that point, but my body was actually starting to enjoy the sensation I was experiencing. The people watching caught on, noticing that I was actually thrusting my body backward as I was pushing the vibrator inside of me. Finally they began to hear me panting, then moaning like a.