Did I do something wrong? She'd seemed to enjoy our sex romp. My blank face did nothing to mollify her."You were supposed to wake me up at midnight an... you never came. Did you set your alarm? Because that was your big opportunity and I'm not sure we'll get another one."Never came to wake her up? Missed opportunity? What the? And in the corner of my eye, just past Christina's shoulder, I saw Amy standing in the kitchen looking at us with a gleam in her eye. Amy caught my gaze, and in a. "An F. I'd never had an F. Hell, I'd never had a C."No wait." I grabbed a fresh sheet of paper. Tami was working on a painting next to me. I grabbed the brush out of her hand and smeared some paint on the paper before handing it back. It was a dark purple. Then I took a jar or red paint and tipped a little onto the paper letting it run down and through the purple smear.I showed it to Mr. Kincaid. "I call it Portrait of a Failed Artist Who Pretends to Teach and Criticize."Mr. Kincaid's face went. And then gently but firmly, and almost imperceptively, shoving the girl’s head slightly forward then dragging it back into position, showing the girl she was like a puppet or marionette being manipulated by Christina. Yet she was being very girly girly to the girl and sometimes stroked her face or arm in sisterly communion. Then with her hand still on the back of Kayla’s head she pushed her forward and we embraced and kissed. A completely different taste but not particularly By this point the. ?Yo, M,you?re up! Get your chocolate ass over here!???? Monet complied, all the whileglaring daggers the man. She laid across him, andignored the feeling of his erect cock on her stomach. ?You know, everything I?ve readabout you says you?re a stuck up bitch.? Arcade commentedas he stuck two fingers inside her anus. Monet relaxed as best she could, knowing any resistance would be punished. Fighting back nowwould be foolish, or worse, stupid. And Monet prided herself on not beingstupid. But all.