It's around eleven pm and I've just snuck out. My mum is a really heavy sleeper, so didn't have to worry about waking her. So I marched down the stree... to my best friend Cassie's house. Her parents were out for the week, so she was throwing a party with alcohol and drugs. She's a real whore too. She wears slutty clothes and always flirts and she brings condoms to school. She has even fucked boys in the school toilets. And romour is she fucked Mr.Albert, and that's why she got an A in geography.. There I was in her bday party she was wearing a pink dress and looking so pretty. In all time in the party, I was looking at her. In fact, I have a boner.The party was over around 11, I was about to leave uncle called (Barsha father) and told if I can help him get one of their relative to send them to their home. I said yes and uncle gave me his bike key. I called my mom (she left the party earlier) and took their guest to their home. It was around 15km I drove them their (two old men) and. The glossy shine of my tights along with the leather lookedawesome, something I just loved the feeling of. The lining of the miniskirt moved easily over my smooth legs and over my bottom. I fastenedthe zip feeling the waist close tighter against my sexy corset andmaking my gorgeous hour glass figure more prominent.Back with Pam, she started to work her magic, by transforming me fromthe "Business woman" look; to the seductive girl I wanted to be forthat evening. Foundation, lipstick, blusher,. I’d better not. You probably wouldn’t believe me anyway,” he announced, rebuffing my request for salacious details that I knew lay hiding in his mouth.“Aww come on!” I pleaded like a schoolkid, wondering just what had happened during that fateful trip. “Let me put it this way...” I finally said, giving him an ultimatum, “without an explanation, I think I’ll just keep the next chapter to myself.”“You wouldn’t!”“I most certainly would,” I replied with a steely glare.After an exaggerated silence,.