Make him like you, and by that I mean ask for extra work. Blow the A student in your class if he’ll do the work.”“Okay,” she said, wonderingly... “but what about the final?”“That’s when you become an actress.”“Huh?”“You pretend to be ill. Not ill enough to have to leave---no, you make a big deal of wanting to stay and finish the exam. Then do your best to pass it. When the grades come in, meet with Mr. Carson and let him look up your short-short skirt. Fuck him if need be. You’ll get the grade. . her eyes caught site of the ropes and her face broke into a smile as she realised what I had in store for her....With her sat on the chair, legs spread wide, she surrendered herself to becoming my fuck toy.... she wriggled and writhed with excitement as I bound her legs to the chair and secured her, spread and exposed... Presenting her pussy to me... Open, vulnerable.... waiting for me to do with what I wanted....I pulled her arms round the back of the chair and tied them back there too...She. She watches as he positions himself, her eyes urging him to hurry, the camera capturing the depth of her need. Then Tom gives a brutal shove of the hips, and so it begins. Her hands on his shoulders, bracing herself for a pummeling. Her legs dangle over the edge of the bed, her toes touching the floor — until she lifts them, that is, and draws her knees all the way back so that I see the soles of her feet, the underside of her toes.While Tom's arse rises and falls, Vince bides his time happy in. “I’ve got rid of the bitch,” he said, before concluding, “I’ve just dropped her off with the boss she’s been fucking.”Sam barely got a chance to respond before Tex told Sam to get his keys and follow. Excitedly, Sam did as commanded.The apartment next door was like a pigsty. Bottles and dirty laundry lay scattered about, and worst of all there were overflowing ashtrays in the lounge. As Sam stood looking and somewhat stunned, Tex uttered, “She was a lazy bitch who didn’t know how to care for.