She shot me a mischievous grin before focusing onher cooking again.A little time later I was standing in the shower. The warm water feltextremely good...on my sensitive skin, especially on my boobs. Being agirl had some advantages I thought. My mind drifted back to the eventsof the last night. Well I wouldn't have imagined my first time with Janeto be quite like that, but I couldn't complain. It had actually beenbetter than any fantasy of mine. It also never occurred to me that Janemight actually. You do what I tell you, and we'll all be happier. If you're ever not happy to the point you want to leave, you let me know. Let's give you a word." Annie paused and looked up. "Licorice. That's your word. You say that, and you can be free again. I'll pay you what you deserve, and you can go away forever." NOOO!" cried Sammy."Christ, pet, this is just if you want it. I'm not telling you you have to leave. Seriously, calm the fuck down." Annie reached down and grabbed Sammy's chin, pulling it up. Her curves were in the spry of developing, but they were definitely there. She wore skin tight jeans which almost showed off her slit and a tank top that shaped her B-cups nicely. As the front of the car drove deep into conversation, dragging me into it once in a while, Hannah stayed silent. When we got home it was well close to midnight. I fell asleep instantly after being shown the guest bedroom. I awoke in the late afternoon to a mostly empty house and stumbled to the kitchen in a t-shirt. Ridge took me aside before we went to the next station.“You’re better than they led me to believe. I only wish I was that good my sophomore year,” he smiled at me. “They put us together for a reason. I’m supposed to talk you into coming to USC. I’m starting to think that’s not a good idea. Why don’t you go to Notre Dame so I can kick your ass?”“Why don’t I come to USC so you can back me up?”“It’s going to be like that is it?” He shot back and we both grinned.“I’ll need someone to carry my bags.