She tried them, and bought them. Her outfit was READY! She would, most likely, be the belle of the ball. There were several other girls that were as a...tractive as she was, but SHE had certain qualities that made her, in the eyes of her classmates, something special. Even the other girls agreed that she stood out. She was the class Salutatorian, and was know for her inquisitive mind by the teachers. She had lost out on being the Valedictorian by a hundredth of a point. The Valedictorian had a. “Ah, a table for the girls?” she asked welcoming. I nodded. “Yeah, can we have the room in the back, to be a little ... undisturbed?” I asked. She looked at me for a moment, then smiled broadly. “Of course,” she said. “Just tell me if there’s anything else I can do.” And with that she led us through the small restaurant into a chamber that barely had room for one table. A small, stained glass window let in some light.We sat down on the benches that lined the alcove and giggled still, as we went. In the heat of the moment I lost track of what I should have been doing. Fortunately I did not get pregnant and I've been more careful since. "Oh, Bobby," I told him when our lips parted. "That was really good. You fuck like a grown man. Have you ever done this before?" "No, Miss Wanshel. That was the most wonderful thing I've ever felt in my life." "This was your first time? Oh, Bobby, I'm so happy for you, and for me too. I'm glad I was your first." And similar expressions. Making gooey. ”Bella grinned, “I know. My magic demands such terrible prices.”“So... when can we do this?” Will asked.“How about now?” Bella stood up.Will looked at the curtain. It was the same rich purple velvet as the tablecloth, but there were small gaps on the edges and down the middle, and it did almost nothing to mask the noise coming from the lounge and he was fairly sure anyone walking by would catch a glimpse of what was going on in the small room. “Uh…” he said.“What, did you forget where you are?.