It was a pressure putt, with a tricky break. It rimmed the lip, hanging for the longest time -- and it fell in! It was as big a putt as the one I sank...on the first extra hole, to give our school the CIF Championship in our senior year. I got hugs from Trish and Mike. Jason just shook his head.The third hole was a short par three, downhill; with a big three level green. The pin was in the small second level. Trish put her tee shot three feet to the right of the hole, on the middle level. I was. Unless any of you have changed your mind and want to try for either girl-girl or gang bangs, it’s time to make the schedule. Show of hands. Who wants to do solo only?’ Ten hands went up. ‘Janey… you go with Dee and she’ll explain what will happen in your audition. The rest of you stay here.’ Dee led Janey out of the room and began to tell her that she’d be interacting with her and that after all the flirting, it was time for Janey to prove what a submissive slut she was. I could hear their. He shifted his knees, so they pinned Dewar’s shoulders to the ground. He grabbed his right hand, as he looked for a ring.Trae released the hand and placed his hand on Dewar’s sternum. “You are free,” he said to the entity in the medallion. Dewar screamed as the entity escaped the cursed medallion. The medallion now lay useless on Dewar’s chest.He writhed and squirmed, as he screamed in agony under Trae. The entity ripping from his mind felt as though hot spikes had been slammed into his head.. His clothing never became an issue because he had no choices as to what he might wear, at least for the first couple of weeks. Living in Florida was a luxury for any smooth, long legged beauty like my Stacie so I constantly kept him in outfits that would show them off. "Small breasted girls need to depend on other assets to catch an appreciative eye," I explained to him as I'd pick out a flirty little miniskirt or a pair of short-shorts. From time to time, I'd put him in a tight pair of Chic.