”“Crazy!”“Yeah, I’m not interested in getting married any time soon! And I know you have a girlfriend, so I don’t think it would work, any...ay.”“That’s true, though my girlfriend is very understanding.”“You mean she’d let you?”I pulled her to me and kissed her. Her lips parted, and I pressed my tongue into her mouth. We kissed for a minute and then I let her go.“Yes.”“Wow. I thought it was like impossible. And Donna threatened to beat the crap out of me if I did anything with you before her. I. " Stupid me, I hadn't counted on some people waiting fora chance like this.As I closed my locker with my free hand, the book I had needed was knockedfrom my other hand. Angrily I turned to the one who did that and started,"What the hell do you ..."My voice trailed off as I saw Gary Fields and Phil Bondi with SheilaTarkin behind them glowering at me. Phil growled, "Not such a big mouthanymore do you, Wally? Oh yes, we found out who you are. I always thoughtyou were a sissy, now you've gone and. Mistress carried a tray and the smell of breakfast was veryinviting. As they got closer, I could see a young blonde woman and a tallathletic man following Mistress. Mistress put the platter down in front of myface, the smell and sight of the bacon and eggs, croissants, and jams andjellies had obviously got my interest and I was quite hungry. ?Do not touch?, said Mistress, ?this is so for our guests,you will get yours, later?. I was wearing a black negligee, and a garter belt withnothing else. “Must…learn…self…control,” reciting in my head while each footstep clinked onto the floor with my stiletto heels. While trying to refrain from pussy juices gushing in my panties, I sat next to Jake. Abruptly, I felt a slight hand pulling my black pencil skirt, slowly. My thighs were quivering, yet he was nonchalant. I had to keep a poker face. Self control was not an option. The viscosity of pussy juices flowed freely on Jake’s finger. I had slowly exhaled. “Count each time my finger is.