And you've collected multiple notebooks from the school store that you've filled up page after page with notes and diagrams that you've jotted down du...ing a class that you weren't paying attention to because you already knew everything that was being taught.One Friday afternoon as you sat bored in some class while some professor was rambling on about some stuff you'd known back in high school, you took some time to scan your old notes when suddenly something clicked in you mind. A new variable. After reminding herabout her job with the theater chain, she asked whether Rose would liketo see a movie the next afternoon, as her guest. Rose checked with hermother, who absently agreed while doing something with the dinnerpreparations, and then accepted. Her mother said that she could probablydrop her off, or have her father do so. With those arrangements made, it was time to set the table for dinner. Inanother nod to long time tradition, it was hot turkey sandwiches, withleftover sides and. He laughed and replied that it was the “closest thing to sex” he’d experienced in years, then added, “And if you cover that, I swear I’ll kill you.” It took me a second to figure out what he was talking about until I followed his gaze to Karen’s crotch in front of him, and the fuzzy, plump labia protruding from the edge of her bikini. Evidently her suit caught in her crack when I pulled my fingers out - it had been staring Kirk in the face from about a foot away. I jumped up to cover her, but. My head was spinning as his cock slammed deep into my rectum and forced it's way back out. I wiggled my hips and slammed my body back at him, trying to get more of it in me."Who's little bitch are you?' He asked grunting as he thrust deep into my ass."Whaaa...." I moaned, stunned.His cock stopped pistoning in and out of my ass. Punctuating each syllable by slapping my ass he asked "Who's...little...bitch...are...you...now?"Understanding, I moaned "Oh god, your, yours, please fuck me, keep fuck.