I havecash about burn a hole in my shorts," Corey said firmly. "Matt, please letme. I really want to." Alright, this one time you can," I relented see...ng how he was determinedand wanted to do it.Opening the door, we saw Garrett dressing after he had taken a shower."Wassup?" Not much," Corey said with a big smile. "Wanna see what I did?" Of course," Garrett said.Corey walked over and threw off his shirt. He turned around to show hisbandaged tattoo."That's sick, Corey. Did Bryson get one? I know. He knows every inch of my body by touch: the inside of my elbow, the indentation of my belly button, the crease where my butt meets my leg all the way down to the soft padding on the tip of my toes. There isn’t a square inch of flesh on my body he hasn’t touched or licked. All of his ministrations are not in vain. He does all of that nightly to prepare for his feast. Shining in the soft candlelight, completely relaxed, I will spread my legs as he kneels before my holy altar. My temple is. At the end of Thursdays class Mrs. Jenkins informed us of Friday's bigHalloween party. "I hope all you girls are as Psyched as I am abouttomorrows Halloween contest and afternoon party. I'm looking forperfect hair,nails and makeup along with your costume selections. Wewill start our class at 10:00 tomorrow so all of you have some extratime to get ready. Now if there is nothing else you girls areexcused." Mrs. Jenkins and I closed up the classroom and I told herthat I had arranged to go home. I’d never bought any article of clothing for a woman, let alone lingerie. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I looked at my phone, it was three o’ clock. My body hardened again as I raced to the door. I took a few deep breathes before I opened it. My heart leaped into my throat when I saw her. Her hair was its natural curliness, and was wild around her face. She didn’t have on a lick of make up, yet she was perfect without it. She had on a black tank top that said ‘West Coast’ in bold.