I sat up and began working on her belt to slide her pants off. “Me first!” she laughed, and she unzipped my fly and reached in to grab my hard co...k inside my underwear. “Talk about not fair.” I laughed. We wrestled a bit and rolled over as the buttons and belts were loosened by both of us. “Ok, pause.” I said, “Let’s get these off and continue.” We separated, stood up, peeled down our pants and underwear and became naked before each other for the first time. I took in her beautiful. She would live up to her end of the bargain if she had to drag me behind her. By my penis! By Thursday night, I'd convinced myself Brianna's sexual aggression equated to willingness.My first exercise of power had to do with Brianna's clothing. Shit rolled downhill quickly when she showed up at school the next day wearing black sweatpants with no panties and a sweater with no bra. I knew what wasn't on underneath because she allowed an inspection in a janitor's closet before homeroom period.. “Ahhhhhhhh…, Nnnyesss…”, I heard myself cry out. Gradually we sank to the floor of the shower. “Oh wow, Ruth, that was incredible”. As I held her, I realised she was crying. “Oh God, Ruth, don’t tell me I hurt you?”. “No”, she sobbed. “I love you Sam, don’t ever leave me”. Holding her tight, I answered “I love you too Ruth, and I’ll never leave you, I promise”. We stayed there for a few minutes, then stood and slowly washed each other. Soaping me again, Ruth said, “That was the fastest I’ve. "I found it in the sideboard." I muttered."Come on." Angie replied disbelievingly, "Where did you really get it?" I told you," I responded, "in the sideboard downstairs." Is it any good?" she asked.To say I was stunned at her question would be an under statement, I'd been expecting a severe ticking off and a warning about the sins of reading such things."I don't know," I stammered, "I'd only just opened it when you came in." Well, let's look at it together then." Angie grinned, "Shove over."I.