"I'm sorry dude, but if you don't go back into Mr. Avery's class room andtell him you would love to be his date on Wednesday, I'm running out theback ...oor and you are going to be screw!" Neil said with his feet turnedtowards the other end of the hallway where there is a door leading outthe back of the school."Please Neil!!" I tried begging once more."Get your ass in that class room," Neil said pointing to the classroom."I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I said with hurt and pain in. Almost instantly, Gwen emailed back an official wager statement. It was formally written and had a place for each signature at the bottom and a place for a witnesses’ signature. Sue swallowed, uncomfortable about bringing anyone else into their game.She read the terms of the wager:Following the games of November 17, either Sue Beard or Gwen Falk will be enslaved for the Thanksgiving weekend to the other. Slavery will commence at noon on Thursday, November 22nd and end at midnight on Sunday,. It was nearly vacant of people and those who were still in it were more than just a couple of seats away. We felt almost private and to be honest, and I found out the same was true for her as well, I really didn’t care who saw what. I was too involved and the heat of passion had filled me. Sarah managed to get my zipper down and her hand over my bare cock as I was able to slip my hand through a now opened button on her blouse and then beneath her bra to her full breasts beneath. Sarah’s stop. "If you want what's in here…" she growled, pointing towards her urethra, "you have to lick me here." She pulled her two fingers up to her clitoral hood, pulled the skin together, and tugged it upward, revealing her pleasure button to Gigi. Gigi's tanned face turned a deep shade of rose when she heard the deal. She couldn't say she was surprised by the request, what else would the girl be asking for in this position? But still, hearing her say it shook her to the core. Never in her life did Gigi.