I blow out the candles and walk into the bedroom. I see the red box, a little more rectangular, quite a bit larger than the last one sitting on the be.... Again I slit the tape and lift the lid. I smile, this is clothes and a letter. Dazi…sweetheart you know I love to pick your clothes out when we are together. Pretend that I am sitting in my favorite chair watching you get ready for a night out together, dress up for me baby. I can hear your voice in my head as I read the letter, can feel your. "Hey, Jake," said Clarissa as she grabbed my butt. I jumped about ten feet in the air from the sudden attention."You're supposed to ask first," I said, glaring back at her."Whoa, sorry," said Clarissa, holding up her hands in mock surrender."I'm sorry, Clarissa. I think Peyton and I are done." Jesus," Clarissa whispered."We were just fine when we came into school today, and then this damned Program changed everything." I'm sorry," said Clarissa."I know you're Peyton's friend and all..." Jake,. Some fast talking, copious promises and a lengthy tongue bath for Jenna had brought her to the conclusion that even if she didn't have a great time, the worst that could happen would be a great bit of collateral for future negotiations.Of course, as Brian had predicted, wet her whistle and off Jenna had gone. The two men had taken the expedient of spiking Jenna's drinks with copious vodka and stoking her with a little bit of Ecstasy, but it turned out that as soon as his horny wife got yet. In the box are some batteries, and she puts them in the device. She pushes a button, and a little red light start to shine.She turns again to me with a serious look on her pretty face. She lifts one eyebrow, in a kind of asking way. And I nod yes.With her left hand she takes the shaft of my penis, and she bows over my glans. The tip of the little iron is just abut to touch the delicate skin of my cockhead.I can feel the heat.And then she pushes the tip into my glans, and a white pain shoots.