It was so bottomless, her imagination, but he still could not believe that this was reality that had come to intrude on the make-believe. He had been ...o close to coming, so close to spurting and she had stopped it with a single word, now he knew that he was in for a long spell of torment that had been planned from the first.A hand gripped him and then he heard something that he had not anticipated. The slight click of steel on steel. He knew the box well, the lid was held in place by simple. He told me to strip to my bra and panties. I was still a bit self conscious of my body at this point and I took off my top but not my jeans. When he turned around he was holding a hairbrush. A hard wooden hairbrush that he and I had talked a lot about using, back then, the hairbrush was my 'buzz' toy, it gave me a heady buzz to think about. He repeated the command."Tig, I said, bra and panties." I can't." Why not?" I can't." Tig, take your jeans down, now. I'm NOT going to ask again."I really. "Good. I have to admit I was starting to get worried myself. Listen, if she calls me down before you, I'll let you know how it went, okay? And you do the same for me if you get picked first?"Heather swallowed and nodded, forcing a smile. "Sure, Diane. That's what friends are for."Diane started away."Oh, Diane, wait!"Diane turned. "Yes?" Was it Principal Bendon that your mother talked to?" Yes, it was. Why?" Just curious, that's all. I'll see you at lunch."Diane nodded and grinned again before. " Her voice was tight, and Jake could see the emotion on her face."I had trouble convincing her she could sit at the table," Sara said, placing a fresh plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of June. "Here honey, eat up. The Whitman's don't let anyone starve in their house."June nodded; her eyes a little moist. She squeezed Jake's hand back before letting go and picking up her fork. Jake leaned over and took two pieces of bacon off her plate, smiling as she looked up in surprise. "Hey, fair's.