I heard the crude remarks from our audience through a red mist of rising lust. It was humiliating beyond belief to know that I was surrendering myself...to them and that it amused them so.It didn’t take a genius to know what they thought of me when they saw me responding. They saw before them the slut they intended to make me into and that thought was unbearable. But I had stepped onto the slippery slope and there was no stopping it now. No matter how hard I fought to hide my response it was. I dont know''''you know, stop lying get on your knees and come kiss that cock , you gonna be saying the truth ''''see thats a good girl, on her knees kissing a nice cock''''a gooooood girl, thats what you want to be for daddy''''a good girl mouth fucked by the black security guard all night long in her hotel room''''see you like this , you want to be a good girl dont you ''''mmmm yes i do, i want to be a good girl in secret so bad''''i love your cock its soo big ''''yes get into it, be a good. After about 10 mins she opened the door, wow she came covering in a yellow in skirt and gave me the key. She was taking bath. I had to pass her home to reach my home. As it was raining heavily she asked me to get inside her home and told me to leave after rain stops. I went inside while going inside behind her I could see the beautiful structure in that skirt itself, which made something to my mind especially the fragrance, came from her. She went inside the room to change the dress and in she. We had moved every year for the last six years. Some schools placed me in honors classes and others placed me in with the slow k**s where I was bored to death. That moving around a lot and being in a different school every year is why I was eighteen and still had a year of school left. Mrs. Farr taught the slow k**s. This was 1980, things were different then. Anyway, I was in after school detention and Mrs. Farr was pretty upset that I was checking out her tits. "Go to my office, I am going.