Fiona's punishment had left both of us in such a state of excitement that we lost control and engaged in this regrettable act. And then, when she snoo...ed in my handbag and found Roger's picture, our conversation had taken a different direction.As soon as I got home, I popped the cassette into the VCR and played it. Then I played it again. And again. I have lost count of how many times I've played the tape. I've watched it at normal speed and in slow motion. I've sat there and stared at the. ’ And she said, ‘Phone sex.’ And I laughed, and asked her if that was enough, you know, like as a joke. And there was this twinkling in her eye, and then she explained what being an L.U.G. meant, and I almost choked on my veggie burger! Then I asked her, ‘What does your boyfriend think of you having sex with other girls?’ And she’s all, ‘What do you think we talk about when we have phone sex?’ And then we both cracked up. ‘So we talked some more, and I admitted to her that I had had sexual. Don’t you want to feel my leg? Don’t you want to run your hand up it and feel my tight little ass?” He reached down, mesmerized by my words, his gazed locked on my fishnet covered leg. I did nothing. I felt his warm hand on the outside of my thigh as he gently caressed it and slid up, until my skirt lifted giving his hand access to my tight little butt cheek and his eyes access to my cute panties. Suddenly, he caught himself, “What about him?” he pointed back the other way. Coyly I responded,. Or you can drop the issue. I used him for my own thrill to fuck in the school in a bed I love. He meant nothing to me. I still hate cheerleaders. You still hate drama freaks. If you want to fight meet me after prom night. Until then nothing will get me suspended. If you try I’ll burn down your fucking house. Try me cheerleader cunt.Damn that was a good day. Just to make it better miss sparkle motion had to grin and bear it to perform a routine at a pep rally. My only regret is not getting to be.