"She chuckled. "Close enough, but there's no risk of me falling for him. He's not my type."She mixed another drink and then paused. She looked at me, ...nd then my empty glass. When I shrugged she walked over and accepted it from me, once again bending low, letting her cleavage gape."So what is your type?" I asked.Her eyes flashed. "I like them young." She moistened her lips before returning to the bar. As she filled my glass, she looked at me and slowly trailed her eyes from my feet to my face.. "Postpone your changingback? We could have dinner with her that night instead." "Perfect." I'm so glad you want to extend this for a month," Natalie said. "Yousaved me from some rather intense begging." Oh, don't let me stop you."She kissed my left nipple, sucked on it, and pulled away until itslipped from her lips. I moaned, clenching my thighs around her hand."I do have one thing I could beg you for," Natalie said with a hint ofmischief in her voice."I shall hear your plea." You know we both. It would be nice. Oh well, maybeanother night, maybe." She knows how to do it right! In the morning, once everyone was gone, I went into the closet andretrieved my bags. I had made some recent purchases and couldn't wait totry them on. I started with the new anal trainer plugs I purchased. Ihave never used this before but wanted to try. I started with thesmallest one. I put some lube on it, and I slowly worked it in. Oncesatisfied it was in, and it felt strange for sure, I grabbed somepanties. "Brigitte! Christine! What on earth are you wearing? Please do up your blouses and ties. And those skirts are just too short. If Miss Birstthwaite sees you, you'll be given detentions!"Brigitte, a leggy curvaceous brunette with an impertinent smile, gave her best friend Christine a significant look before replying insolently as she sat down at the front of the class. "Miss Birstthwaite isn't here today, Sir. Remember, she's away in London at a conference. Anyway, Miss Stricker already gave us a.