Sure, I’ll forgive you, in due time. But tonight, sweetheart, isn’t that time. And tomorrow isn’t looking too good either. Good night.’ Before...I could go into the bedroom, she grabs my hand. I turn to say something else, but before I could, she kisses me. I grab her arms gently and pull her away. I lick my lips, and the taste of the wine mixed with the gum she had earlier danced on my tongue. I look at her, and I see the pool of tears start to form in her eyes. My heart races, I can’t stand to. ”Raymond is an honor roll student and popular. He comes from a wealthy family and runs with the rich crowd.“That’s great,” I say as she smiles. “I hope you have a good time. Where are your books?”“Did you read my note,” she asks. “I don’t need books for that.” I was hoping that Ericka wasn’t serious about having sex with me. She is going on date tonight. Why does she still want to have sex with me?“All I want is sex,” she says reading my mind. “I don’t want to become the school slut. I know. Then she went back to the table, sat back down and checked which of her friends were online, she saw that Wolverine15 was listed as ‘away’, so she gave him a poke and sent a quick online message: “ Are you around? I’ve got exciting news!” He didn’t reply immediately, so she left the laptop and decided to clean the congealed eggy puddle from the floor, until Jason pinged her back and Maz got her slowpoke ass out of the shower. “What a damned mess. And I broke my favorite bowl,” she thought. He promises me he'll go slow. There is an urgency in his voice now, but I am slowly sinking into my own mind. I hear him over and over again in my head... whore, slut, dirty, filthy... and I am certainly not helping myself to relax. I feel him pushing deeper, but I'm still in no danger of choking, my mind reeling... titties, open, show me, slut... slut slut slut... and then suddenly I imagine him spanking me with his belt, over and over, and I want to cum. I can almost feel the cool leather.