She pulled the lips apart and used her tongue to flick the exposed clitoris. When Dawn's hips reacted to the teasing, Cari rammed her stiff tongue at ...he sacred honey-hole.Dawn didn't utter one word for fear it might either offend the teenager or make her stop the affectionate embraces. Her fingers clutched the top of Cari's head and held it steady for only reasons that she would understand much later. Suddenly the teen covered her entire opening with her hot mouth and sucked the pulsating. She said, that we could go out to her car in the parking lot and grab a quick fuck. She must have talked because a lot of girls were all looking at me like I was a piece of meat. Cindy kept bugging me to fuck her again. I finally told her go ask Debbie, because I was her stud. I could not believe it, but Debbie sold my services to Cindy for Twenty Dollars. Now what the fuck was I going to do, I felt like a sex slave. Cindy took me behind the stage, where nobody ever goes, and stripped her. " Okay, I can deal with that," I said."What, you're thinking of going to the dance with him? He never goes to dances." And he never will if nobody will go with him."I got up and walked to Eric's table, taking the seat opposite."Hello Eric, I'm new here. My name's Natalie." I know," said Eric, not looking up from his book, 'Mathematical Methods for Scientists'."Would you like to go to the dance with me on Friday?" I've never been to a dance." Neither have I. We can provide mutual support." Are. I killed a man this afternoon. . . .’ Chapter Three The Next Morning There was no point in staying in bed any longer. Sleep just wouldn’t happen. After talking to dad for the better part of two hours last night I just laid in bed reliving every moment of what had happened the previous afternoon. Did I make the right decision? Was there any other way I could have handled the situation? Did he have to die by my hand? Anybody who tells you they wouldn’t have lost a minute’s sleep over what I had.