You and I, are fucking great together. Just ignore sex, we are great together, almost perfect, we get each other right. I love you, you love me. But w...en it comes to sex, we just aren’t on the same page, it’s just not right. I want it a lot more than you do. When we have sex it’s great, it’s usually great, but it’s not enough. So what if I have sex outside of us, nothing meaningful, just fucking, that’s it, that fills the void in my sex life, and then I’ll be happier, and we can be. Jason simply knelt and admired the black lace-clad ass before his eyes. As a dancer, Lauren had beautifully tight, firm cheeks that fit his hands perfectly. Today he was mesmerized by the black panties, black thigh-high stockings and the black heels. She knew his tastes.Jason snapped out of his momentary hypnosis and grabbed Lauren by her ankles.“Spread your legs.”She separated her feet, but not enough.“Wider.”When she moved her feet slightly farther apart than shoulder-width, he was. ” “So? Big deal. You’re the one with the bleeding nose and busted lips, not me,” Max taunted, her eyes still pinned on him warily. “I was trying to be gentle, but I didn’t realise you liked it rough,” 494 said, his eyes glittering dangerously. Max rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right. Does the word ‘****’ mean anything to you? Or is it just another word which Manticore had conveniently translated into ‘copulation’?” she asked sarcastically. He widened his eyes not so innocently. “Why will it be ****?. "How do they treat us here?" Nicole asked."Like normal people," Karen said as they walked inside the gym.Each girl in the class was assigned a place in one of the lines they satin. Since Nicole and Sara were just starting, they were at the very endof the line they were assigned to."Today is field hockey day," Coach Henderson said as they went out tothe stadium behind the gym."How do you play field hockey?" Sara asked Nicole."I have no clue," Nicole said."We'll teach you ladies," Coach Henderson.