I didn’t think very clearly if I remember. First of all, I’d always fancied Rachel, but it was clear that she did not fancy me at all, and as I s...id, I never made any attempt to date her at school. I’m not sure she even liked me, our meetings were never what you would call warm or friendly. In any case, Gary got to her first and mates don’t poach their mates’ women, do they? I must have told him he was a lucky bastard, though now it seemed he took that to mean I fancied her rotten, which I. If no one talked about it, then they hadn’t done it and could pretend to be good girls. Curious, she wanted to find out what had happened. However, her problems were foremost on her mind. She asked, “What should I do?”Sharon knew that telling her daughter to wait wasn’t going to work. Social standing among teenage girls was a horribly complex thing. Girls who were interested in boys measured their value according to the boys who were interested in them. A casual hello by a boy would be grist. I wiggled around as best as I could, but they found their way to my armpits, pinching me sharply. Moving further down, my nightgown was grabbed and suddenly pulled down. It tore and slid down to my knees. I heard a pair of scissors, then I felt the cold metal on my neck, slowly moving down. Along my collarbone, between my breasts, around my bellybutton and finally reaching my waist. With a few swift cuts I was then relived of my panties and what was left of my nightgown. Now, I was hanging from. She was assigned to Joe as one of a number of new agents had been over the years for Joe to be her training agent.Carla stood out from the other agents Joe had trained over the years for a number of reasons. She was extremely intelligent and quickly became proficient in handling her assigned duties. She was also the most attractive agent in Joe's opinion that ever worked as a Secret Service agent. Long dark hair, a killer body, proficient in both Spanish and French along with a beautiful face.