"Meg felt her face flush with embarrassment. "Oh, I believed you," she said with a friendly smile. I was just a little... shy I guess. I'd never worn ... thong before."The girl's eyes flickered over Meg's body, down to her bare legs, then back at Meg's face. "I sure don't know why you'd be shy... you've got a great body."Meg cheeks were getting warm. It was so... WEIRD... to get these compliments from a teenaged girl. She didn't quite know how to respond. "Uh, thanks... you sure know how to make. But you’d have to be quite asleep to miss the signs she was sending me, even if she was doing so (possibly) unconsciously. That was the point at which it all sank in, deep and slow and visceral. She would be, that very night, mine, all mine. It was the luck of the draw. It was destiny…chemistry! I smiled. I knew something for once. Effortless clarity. In the middle of yet another intellectual onslaught, I lent forward, moved my lips to her ear, and whilst imbibing the wonderful innocence of her. The party finished at half-past-ten, by which time there had been a couple of fights and several people had thrown up. I had noticed a number of quarter-bottles of spirits lying empty around the room, and it was clear that people had been smuggling the hard stuff in to supplement the 'punch' on offer. In those days, off-licences sold small bottles in a handy flask shape that fitted into a pocket easily, and it was just too easy to take one in with you to a party or nightclub.Vee had told us. It will be a real beauty. Stay still bitch! Now, I am going to give you back the load you shot into my panties. Make believe it’s a big cum shot from a big cock you just sucked. There we go. Let me put a little more around your mouth. Now give me that thing. Here we go- Now suck my little sissy. Show us how much you love it. Keep going. Lick it until it is bone dry. I want you to swallow every drop like the good little slut you are. There's a little.