My parents were taken aback and along with a dozen other parents complained about our new more progressive looking uniforms. They showed a lot of skin... but were not indecent. When they saw me perform at the first game they gave the mom of students, aka mom of decency an earful. He told them he would enforce the ‘cheer cheek’ rule. My parent gave their consent for me to be corporally punished. However, they were scared to confront me and spank me themselves.“You messed up bad, Bridget and broke. I think she began cumming the moment I opened her beautiful little cunt lips with my tongue.She jerked as I probed deeper in between the folds of her inner flesh, and she squealed when I pursed my lips together and sucked at the tiny bud of her clitoris.Her eyes seemed to glaze over as I lay her on the bed and eased my throbbing penis into her, she clutched at immediately and scissored her legs around my waist."Shag me Danny," she shouted, "Shag my fucking brains out."Through the dividing walls. They say, “If you live by the sword, you die by the sword.” In the case of my father, I could understand something like this happening. However, I had a feeling that something was not quite right. On the night that my father was assassinated, I made two promises. The first was that I would not become a friend of the family like my father. The second was that I would try to find out why my father was killed. CHAPTER 2 NICK ROSE: On that night when my father was killed, I decided to live a life. ”She giggled and played along. I carefully guided her inside.“Ok, you can look.”Amanda opened her eyes. Carefully laid out on our bed was the black minidress that I purchased for her nearly 2 weeks ago. Composed of a very soft and stretchy material, I knew it would hug every curve of her body. It was strapless and sleeveless with an extremely low neckline and scalloped back. The bottom of the minidress would also be equally as revealing since it wouldn’t reach even halfway down my wife’s.