She carries on and suddenly notices something in the doorway. She’s been caught red handed. Michael is standing in the door way but as she focuses s...e can see something… he’s got his hands in his pants and is tugging himself off to her thrusts. “Come in!” she demands Michael walks in awkwardly, one hand still on his junk. “If you’re getting a show… I want one too. Come in here and wank with me” she purrs. Michael’s face is one of shock but he does as he’s told and he perches at the end of the. She definitely didn’t need her father to see her phone buzz with any illicit messages. Right on time, it came. “It is time for your punishment. Get your headphones on, strip naked, get the sharpie, get your computer, and put on the heart rate monitor. You’re going to be pleasuring yourself tonight.”She frowned. Certainly her nipples had been a tad sore, but touching herself hardly seemed like punishment. She typed back, “ok” and set about closing the blinds, tossing the robe off by her closet. Her hair was in disarray, her hands had black ink marks all over them, “Holy—is someone throwing a rager and nobody told me?”Lacey sneered at her for a half step, then stopped placing her hands out with straight serious intention and communicated her talking point as a political leader might, “Artemis, I need you to focus, I have a need, and that is wine, please tell me you have wine.”She shook her head.Lacey sighed, then demanded with an edge of annoyance, “Fine, then break out your. There was this guy Friesen and his friends. They used to strut around the school like they owned the place, like we had all come there that day for their benefit. They usually always found me, Friesen Alexander and his gang. Sometimes I think they actually looked for me. They caught up to me that day while I was on my way to the washroom. I felt myself pushed into the concrete wall and Friesen got up in my face about me walking down his hallway. It was the usual bullshit."Look at him. He's.