At the end of the night he drove me home and walked me to the door. That weekend we exchanged a ton of text messages and went out to lunch after churc... on Sunday. At school we talked between classes and stole a couple kisses. All the girls were jealous of me, I was a junior and the senior girls thought they should have Ryan, not me. I never let the other girls get to me. As football season came to an end, Ryan and I started talking about the upcoming hunting trip. This was my first year going,. ”“I get so hot and bothered when someone touches me…down there!”“Yeaaaah.”“How do you get your best orgasms? What does hubby do toget you to cum fast?”“I… I don’t know.”“How many men have you been with… had sex with?”Lori was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to respond,which told Sue exactly what she wanted to know. “Aaahhh,aaahhh, Dave… we met in high school.”“You’re. "Daphne..." he said, looking over his shoulder to see if I was in the room. I took that as my cue and vaulted the couch to land beside him. "Looking for me, John?" I asked. If he wasn't before, he was now. "Anna..." he said, his eyes flicking between my breasts and my face. Then he was distracted as Daphne landed on the other side of him, took a pull from the wine bottle, and placed it straight up between her legs, nestled against her triangle. "Anna, you want some of this wine?" she asked. "I am afraid, dearest Natasha, that we perceive you as being "Vanilla". We all consider you to be our most naïve pupil and one that does not appreciate the emotions of deeply held love and the sadness of a failed relationship. Such a nature is a key element to success on the dance floor. Do you understand?"Natasha had always prided herself as not being thought of as "Kinky" or perverted in any manner.She tried to project the image of a perfect lady and she thought that this quality would be.