No running please!Remember, a lady always watches her step!"The former boys immediately became fixed in place. They became even morescared and confuse...: they couldn't lift their feet off the floor! Thewatched as their shoelaces untied and slithered out of their holesbefore disappearing completely, replaced by a buckled strap. The shoeswere changing! They were fast becoming tailored for daintier steps: thematerial shifted to shiny leather, and the soles hardened and raisedslightly at the heel.. Chapter 9: MaggieI think I went too far.Damn, I wasn't trying to hurt him! Just tweak him a little bit. Make him make noise, you know?But, you know what? This was Chuck Braden. Fuck him.But, boy, was he pissed! I didn't want to deal with him, so I made sure I got out of school in a hurry at the end of the day. Unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough."BENSON!" I heard from behind me. "You bitch!" I just kept walking away from him. I ended up on the empty football field, but he had pretty much. ”“Well, it shouldn’t act that way. You should be crying through your eyes, not though your dick. And what do you mean saying that I’m not ready ‘yet’? You were thinking about doing it. Maybe, when your dick was saying ‘now,’ your mouth wasn’t. Well your mouth was saying ‘later.’ That’s not weeping for your loss; that’s not sympathy for my loss. That’s simple horniness. And it’s not just your dick -- it’s you.”We went around like that for hours. Probably the neighbors could hear. I slept on the. The best friends had many sleepovers, since they were little. It was innocent when they were young, but as they grew older it became a little more sensual. One night though changed all that as the girls laid side by side in bed. Asleep, or so Julie had first thought.Julie's eyes stirred, a sound coming from her side. She gently turned her head where she found Kirsten, eyes closed tight and gentle moans flowing from her lips. Julie remained quiet, as she looked down to find movement beneath the.