. and that's true. When we were dating, I thought she was special enough to share something important, and I was clearly wrong. Plus, it looks… way,...way better on you." His fingers traced her neckline where the necklace resided, feeling the edge of her breasts as he moved."You should have told me up front, Beck. I'm glad you shared this with me, but next time there's some history, you might as well just share it up front. Or give me gifts that other people haven't used." Never again... I. A moment later, low sounds of electronica were coming from the speakers. “You got a condom?” I asked. He just grunted as he threw the car in reverse and quickly backed out of the space, then hurriedly shifted into drive as we flew over the lot’s lone speed bump and jerked out the driveway. A couple quick rights and we were speeding up a long dark street towards the foothills. When the street came to a “T” at the top of the hill a minute later, he made a quick left, then flipped a U-turn and. " But this…" I protested. "It's dangerous…" Being a girl is dangerous. You do want to be a girl, don't you Ami?" Yes," I said quietly.Over my bare shoulder I could hear the black guys whistling and cat-calling. I realized it with a shock: it's me, they were calling to. I felt a thrill go through me that left my bare knees all wobbly.Claire caught my reaction and turned from the windshield. She smiled—and it wasn't a cruel or mocking smile this time. She seemed to soften for a moment and I. .. JUST THE SHEER JOY OF BEING DRESSED AS A SCHOOLGIRL, ESPECIALLY IF IT WAS A MASTER OR MISTRESS WHO WOULD DRESS ME AS ONE. THE EXQUISITE FEELING OF WEARING A BRA, BLOUSE, SCHOOL TIE, SOCKS & SCHOOL SHOES... A GREY OR NAVY BLUE SCHOOL FULLY PLEATED UNIFORM SKIRT WITH WHITE OR NAVY BLUE KNICKERS UNDERNEATH WAS SHEER HEAVEN, WHICH REALLY MADE ME WANK... OFTEN GETTING SPUNK STAINS ALL DOWN THE FRONT OF MY SKIRT..... I WAS ALWAYS GETTING THE TAWSE OR CANE FOR THAT. I THINK ONE THE MOST.