" Naughty," I purred, pulling my halter-top over my head, and exposing my lacy, black, push-up bra.He suddenly stood, looming over me; I suppressed my...instinct to run, and smiled seductively up at him. He reached behind me, his fingers fumbling with the bra's clasp. I heard a rip and the bra came loose. Great, he tore it. I liked this bra. Embarrassed, Eric pulled the bra off my shoulders, holding the broken clasp in one hand."Sorry," he muttered, then his eyes saw my perky breasts and dark,. She began to feel her pussy moisten as she remembered how he had taken her completely. She truly loved every minute. She wanted to touch herself so badly. She needed relief as her pussy began to throb. The day dragged on. She constantly checked her email, her cell phone, and her snail mail for a new contact, but nothing came. As she drove home, she wondered if this thrill in her life was over and if she had somehow blown it. She finished the day disappointed and depressed that no further. He raised himself up on one elbow and reached down with his other hand to unzip his jeans. My hands freed from beneath him, I struck out with them. Scratching at his face and arms, clawin gat his hair, twisting away from him.He tried to capture my hands, but I was fighting to hard.He hit me.Openhanded across the face. Stunned, my struggles ceased long enough for him to grab the wrist of one hand and pin me.I was tired now. I was losing. I couldn't fight him."That's right, give up you fucking. On Friday the 8th, we had our official celebration ceremony in the boys’ gym. Classes for grades 1 through 12, were dismissed at noon, for the occasion.Not only did we have the local radio station broadcasting live, we had the local newspaper reporters covering the event. We had sports writers from Houston, Waco, Dallas, and Fort Worth here. We also had television crews from Waco and Dallas, televising the celebration and awards presentations.It was 4:00 before we left school. Those of us on.