"She nodded and took a seat as he motioned, puzzled."I'm fine, she said.Her eyes followed him as he leaned against his desk."And that boy you were dat...ng, what was it, Jeremy?" he asked."Jason," she said, looking away. "He and I are over." Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," he said kindly. "What happened?"She looked up, surprised at the personal question."I guess we just weren't a match," she shrugged.He looked at her crossed legs and nodded."Sometimes two people can like each other very much and. If you don't let me, I will tell Mom and Dad that you tried to get me to watch porn with you.” I was horrified. They always believed him. Besides, his hand on my tits felt so good. I hadn't had anyone touch them since that stupid party last year, when I let David Johnson fuck me thinking he liked me. The next day he denied it of course. Evan slid his hand down the front of my shirt. He squeezed my tits with his hand and pinched my nipples. I gasped in pleasure as a jolt of heat shot through my. Set your stuff on that bunk he said. Then let me show you your present.He reached into his bag and pulled out black thigh highs. Ohh thigh highs? I said.He reached into his bag again and pulled out a pair of black heels.And heels? I’ve always wanted to buy heels and thigh highs but I was afraid I would get caught by my folks.Take off your clothes and put these on, he said.I did as he said. I removed all of my clothes and sat on the bunk behind me. He was on the bunk across of me. As I started. But my message bounced back. Not taking messages from Sadie. I sank in my chair. Now what? What can I do? I clicked over to one of the chat rooms. Feeling discouraged, I thought I’d look at the pictures and maybe I would see Master Jason. I looked for some time without success. I was sad, discouraged, and about to sign off when I received a message. Welcome back - Master Jason. That’s all it said. But I couldn't acknowledge him; he wasn't taking messages from me. Then another message: Get on.