.Matthew Grayson felt himself sinking into the plush bucket seat of hisBMW Z4; sorely tempted to fall asleep right there in the parking lot ofhis offi...e. It had been a long night. "Nothing like tax time", he thoughtwhile rubbing his aching neck. In his 15 years as a CPA, he couldn'tremember a busier season. His thoughts wandered to the lake where heplanned to spend the next several days doing absolutely nothing. No cellphone, no e-mail, just peace and quiet.Eighteen hours of staring at a. And stop worrying about how tall you are. Nobody cares, but you."I'm five foot ten inches in flats and I inherited a big bone structure from Daddy's side of the family. I was a good basketball player, but felt awkward and unattractive most of the time.When we joined the party I forgot all about being the tallest Dance Hall girl in town and enjoyed the good natured teasing about my costume. And, to my surprise, the downright lecherous scrutiny from some of the male guests did not make me in the. ”Sarah tried to calm herself, but she could feel the anger bubbling up. “Do you want to fuck my ass or not? Have three girls blow you at the same time? Do you ever want to fucking touch my pussy again?!” she said exasperated. “Look, this is going to be one of the greatest nights of your life. But not if you screw it up for me, understand? You get him to agree to what I want, or you never get to fuck any of us ever again! And you can find a new date for prom or just sit around and jerk. ‘Get changed and we’ll practice,’ he said but it was more like an order. I hurried off to change. I came back out ten minutes later and Enrique’s eyes widened in admiration, He walked to me from standing across the hall. ‘You look amazing, Clarie,’ he said, slowly, staring deeply into my green eyes. His hands went round the back of my head and pulled out my hair band and unraveled my plait, putting it over my shoulders. He grinned. ‘Beautiful.’ I smiled whilst blushing. Enrique grabbed my hands.