He tried to think of a joke, a line, something to stop this feeling of inadequacy that was fighting its way up his throat from the knot in his stomach... Nothing came to mind and he stood, staring at her silently. She turned and smiled at him. It was the first genuine smile that he had seen on her face. No artifice. It was beautiful and it hit him right below the diaphragm, making it almost impossible to breathe. ‘This is going to be something when it’s done.’ She set the pizza down on the old,. She saw a small waist and flat stomach, a beautiful thatch of blonde cunt hair, long, tantalizing thighs, and a swelling ass that was tight and shapely.She saw the school’s homecoming queen, the head cheerleader at all the games. She saw the school’s most popular girl, with boys and girls alike. She saw the dream of every boy in high school, the erotic vision of all her male teachers.But she didn’t see the reflection of a girl to be abused, tied up, spanked, pissed on. She didn’t see the girl. Come the Saturday, David had not heard from Melanie. Josh was actually visiting Judy over the weekend, and David moved out without anybody noticing except for Mrs. Ling who fussed over him and made sure he had enough to eat over the weekend. Once everything was stowed in Carl's huge old station wagon, David left his keys and the fancy smartphone on the living room table, on an envelope addressed to Melanie. He had spent two hours on the evening before writing that letter and he hoped that she. In one swift motion I grabbed the comforter and pulled itover my body, covering the nightie. My feet poked out from the bottom. Myheart was racing. My body was sweating. My eyes were wide open.The door closed."Jason, what the hell are you doing in there?" It was Mom again. Shecontinued after a short pause, "I'm opening the door now."I thought it was bad before but this is much worse. Mom is going to flip.Just completely flip. She must know I was masturbating. How could shenot? Anyhow, when she.