"Sure, I`ll give you a break, as soon as you have a diet, bitch." I snapped at her and she blinked, looking at her wide hips in the mirror and I walke... out. Shit, I`d done it again. I hated acting like that, kind of. I walked into the gym, noticing the stage. I bump"ed into something tall and hard. "Whoa there doll, careful where you`re going." Said Josiah Micheals, the schools football quaterback. He leaned against the bleachers, staring at me, noticing the slip of paper in my hand. "Whatchya. Trust me." Fine! So is she a senior too?" Of course! You think I'm going to associate myself with anyone less? So Caitlin, she's like going to be this famous clothes designer and she needs a model to wear some project she's making and you're the perfect size." Forget it." Wait. I didn't tell you everything." What?" Well, once Caitlin is famous, you can say you were one of the first to wear her clothes." So she's in a design class?" How should I know?" You're her friend." I emphasized each. I thrust faster seeking the amazing feelings that culminate with the best feeling ever, my orgasm."OHHHH!" I moaned desperately. I was getting close. I didn't care that he wasn't fucking me back. I was focused on my orgasm. Oh god, it felt so good!I crested my hips up and my sensations crested. I cried out loudly keeping my body lifted. I collapsed down gasping hard. Wow! That was the way to start a Friday night!"Very good, Brittany," he said, getting off.He let me rest there as a limp mass of. “You’ll speak when you are permitted to do so.” He applied one firm slap to her buttocks, so that even I flinched. “Is that understood?”“Y-yes, s-sir.” The words gurgled in her throat. But I had to admit the word “sir” did seem to come naturally from her lips. “All right, then, be a good girl.” He dipped his fingers a second time between her thighs.I couldn’t be sure, but it appeared to me almost as if my wife raised her backside and spread her thighs a little bit, to give him better access..