It was almost 3 am before everyone showed up.”He could hear the tension in Mel’s voice.“If I had a car I’d be there as soon as I could,” she...said. “It’s bad enough that my sister is chasing after you again. Now your old girlfriend and a girl who by all rights should worship you are prowling around, too.“If my Mom starts to come on to you, I wouldn’t be surprised.”At least she chuckled at the last statement.“You need to keep your affiliation with me as quiet as possible,” he told her. “Things. So we were taking the opportunity to see each other before he travelled home. He had, the week before, mentioned that he was thinking of a "dress code" for me when I came to him. Of course he then kept me waiting until he told me what it was. But he did in a phone call a few days before. No knickers. No bra. Something which would allow him access if the opportunity arose.in my head I'd chosen a flattering dress. But now had to change to another to ensure that I complied with his instruction.So. ‘I’m going to go help mom she’s making a pie.’ Sara told Bailey. I sat down on the ground by Bailey. ‘Do you like board games?’ she asked me with that sweet smile. ‘Yea.’ I replied. The years past and Bailey and I became best friends about a day after I moved there, but in high school I started to like her. By like I mean I wanted to hold her and kiss her, and in my pervy teenage mind I wanted to fuck her. When I turned eighteen she slept over at my house, since we’d been best friends since I. She had keys so I assume it was her dorm.She told me to be quiet and we snuck up to her dorm room. She lived on the second floor. She unlocked a door and went inside, it was dark. Instead of turning the lights on she ordered me directly to her bed. I Wasn't to sure what would happen. She kicked off the flats she was wearing at the dance. Her toenails were painted black.She was a tall thin girl, pale skin. She kept the mask and costume on. I sat on her bed in the dark waiting for anything. I.