I climb into the small car and buckle myself in. Safety, right? The car lurches forward and we head to through the town towards the school.Driving thr...ugh the town has become a bland experience. The same old shops and streets. Sometimes I like to just imagine where we drive by in my mind. First, the gas station, owned and kept running by a couple. Then, the diner, always shifting hands, no one can keep it running, even though everyone eats there. And then there's, the sex shop. I never visited. He rubs my face all over and I can feel his cock through his pants.'Tell me what you want bitch.''I want to suck your cock Master.''Beg faggot.''Please Master, please let me suck your cock. I have been thinking about it since we meet and I want to be your cocksucker.'He pulls his shirt off and then tells me to take his shorts off. I unzip his shorts and pull them off. I can see the outline of his cock through his jockeys. I can see that it looks thick and long. 'Lick boy.'I lick his shorts over. Hehad only one way to react whitout sounding very odd:"Oh..oh, Amanda, you got me by surprise. Yes, I would love to." Ok then. Reharsal is next Saturday at 2 pm. You just have to wearunderware in light color like white or light pink for the summercollection. The bra should be strapless for the shoulderfree dresses andtops. You don't have to care for make-up or nail polish that will bedone by my staff. By the way, I like your pixi cut. It is almost boyishand will make a point with the very. " Thanks to you pushing me into it." Well, lord, I had to. You're so stubborn. But you're also very sweet, Steven. I don't know if you realize it, but you taught me, too. You taught me more than you can imagine. I guess -- I guess I had some growing up to do, too. Some things I had to accept. Some things I needed that I -- I didn't think I did. So we all grew up some. And I want to thank you. I want to thank you for all you did." Not me. You were the brains behind everything. I just followed.