“Where’s my money?” Rebecca asked. She rummaged faster, more furiously. “I had three hundred dollars in here. What did you do with it?” I t...rned and faced her. “I didn’t touch your purse.” “You took my money!” she accused as she walked up to me. “Don’t call me a liar. You probably just left it somewhere, like you did your purse.” “I know what I do with my money, asshole.” I smirked. “You sure you didn’t give Haley a few bucks to have sex with you?” Rebecca’s hand flew up to slap me. I. But Kevin was so patient, and understanding, and did not pry her secret, and so on Prom night, she decided to give him oral pleasure. They had a fun time with his other guy friends, and their girlfriends were surprisingly pleasant, probably because they were sneaking nips of booze and were guaranteed to get laid that night. When the carpool brought them back to Kevin's place, they went to the loft above the detached garage as they always did to be alone, and they kissed, and exchanged tender. Suzanne dropped her domineering pose momentarily because curiosity got the best of her. "What's all this then?" Let me show you!" Brenda practically leapt to the bed. As exciting and arousing as everything had been up to this point, the idea of being physically punished, and by her most powerful and dominant of mistresses, no less, made her nearly giddy with delight. Plus, she was proud of her collection that she'd been secretly amassing for years while still trying to hide her submissive. But just as I was expecting her to call out my name and explain the question, Mary Beth raises her charming hand high in the air, waving for the teacher to call on her as she moans and yelps that everyone knew whom this savvy nymphomaniac was, without looking. “Yes Mary,” she said, leaving my side to move her loud high heels to the rear of the class where the petite blonde was sitting. “It’s what a girl does when she’s excited by a boy that gives her womb what it yearns to have.”“That’s.