." Bobbie stopped.I could see he was trying to think about he could help financially butcould not think of anything."It just happens that the gentlema... who is visiting us downstairs, MrField, is quite good with money but he has certain proclivities. He hasoffered to help us if you agree to put on these clothes and have sex withhim". I said passing him the panties, bra, suspenders and fishnets.Bobbie stood there with the underwear in his hands, unsure what to do.He wanted to help but he really. She merely turned and stared into my eyes again as her hands slowly moved up to her hair and she started to wash it in the stream of water. I was scared, I have to admit. What would I say when I called poison control? A student was exposed to a cocktail of hormones and drugs that I had laying around for no legitimate reason? I had visions of people knowing exactly what my potion was for and thinking that I had deliberately dosed an innocent high school student with it. Would Beth get sick?. So, we waited until it was dark and went to an ATM. The first thing Bobby did was examine the camera and move things inside it that turned it off. Then he fooled around with the innards of the machine and it started spitting out twenties. I had to tell him to stop it because it wanted to keep going. When we left, I had a little more than eight grand in my hands, and we were both felons.I wasn’t too worried about it. The bank had insurance, and I didn’t like insurance companies. I had a claim. Her slit was drooling. "you are one nasty little girl." I said running my hand up her stomach to grab her breast, teasing her nipple. "you make me want to be so nasty, can I be nasty with you?" She asked grabbing my cock through my shorts. "You can be as nasty as you want to be." I said licking her neck. "your cock is so big. My mom is so lucky." She moved forward to the bed bending over in front of me, spreading her legs giving me a pornographic view of her young bubble gum pink pussy. Her.