"Steve paid for all of the girls drinks. "Isn't that against the rules?" Yeah, but you know how those kids at Mt. View are. Since their parents make m...st of the money, they pretty much get to do what they want." Tiffany, the only cheerleader that Steve didn't fantise about said. She was nice and all, just not Steve's type."Are you going to Hoppers after the game?" Amanda asked. "A bunch of us are planning on going."For a moment Steve thought about saying about how he had to go home right after. “Officers, this young man is Steve Moore. He’s a farmer, got him some mighty fine stuff here. God dumped him in my lap, and I ain’t letting go. He’s got good stuff, fresher than anything you can get at the store, cheaper, too, and I ain’t got to go half-way across town to get it. You boys be nice to him.”We shook hands and talked for a minute. They seemed like nice guys. Grandma was talking to some latecomers, telling them I was out but I’d be back next week, and they got me off to the. Becca removed her sweater to show she wore just a black lacey bra beneath and picked up her expensive looking Fender guitar and strummed a few chords to tune up then her lovely easy voice came to me Clear “Well Babe. Here we are again. Making sweet love like we did back then and feeling so divine. Babe your kisses are so sweet I feel it from my head to the very bottom of my feet. But do you still love me? Though your touch is gentle and your loving a delight Something just doesn,t feel right. I. ” “You’re so cruel.” “I can be more so, believe me.” “Tell me how. Make me weak.” “I want you on your knees in your bra and knickers.” “Yes.” “I want you looking up at me.” “Yes.” “I’m wearing a tight rubber dress which shows each of my curves perfectly and I’m holding a lighted candle. I tip it forward so that the molten wax drips onto you, and runs down your naked shoulders, before it solidifies on your tan skin. You whimper a little.” “Oh yes. I want you to do it.” “On my command.