I sank down in to the warm foamy water and dozed, finally feeling that I'd come to terms with what had happened, and I actually began to relax.The nex... morning, somewhat uncharacteristically, I slept through the alarm radio. The events and emotional trauma of the previous day had taken a greater toll on me than I had thought. I had a rushed shower, hurriedly dressed, grabbed some biscuits and milk as breakfast and fled the house. I got to work fifteen minutes late. My supervisor Doug Bradley,. His hair, his face, his incredible body. Jackson could stare at it all day. He probably would have until Owen asked him about try outs for next year. Jackson replied saying that he was hoping that he was good enough to make it on the varsity team. Without him realizing it, he'd begun to grow a raging hard on, just because he was in the presence of Owen who was naked taking a shower. Owen saw his cock, smiled and said, "Wow, looks like you've got something growing down south." Jackson smiled,. I didn't want mylips to get chapped..."She giggled and said, "I don't mind... I like cherries." She then leanedin to kiss me softly again, which I readily accepted.After a quick check to make sure her lips weren't smudged, and I wasn'twearing her lip color we set off for our walk to school. We weren't farfrom the house when she commented, "I take it you couldn't completelyget rid of your look from the dance?"I sighed. "Yeah... All we could think of trying was to dye my hairagain, but it. She reached forward and grabbed my ponytail, pulling my head backwards. It felt like she was going to break me in half."Say you're sorry," she demanded.There was nothing I could do. I could barely even move enough to speak. "I'm sorry." Tell me you're a bitch!" she ordered."You're a bitch!" I answered. It hurt, but what was she going to do, kill me?She let my legs go and then turned me around. I forgot all about fair play. I clawed at her and even tried to bite her, but it was no use. She was.