It was made totally of chiffon. The top wasa halter style, the waist was tight-fitting, and the bottom wasfull and flowing--and it was short--VERY SHO...T!! Kim had neverworn anything like this before--certainly not to work! She locked the door and removed her clothing and underwear. The dress matched her 3" heels perfectly, and fitted literally likea glove. The hem came to mid-thigh. It was long enough to coverher ass and pussy, but not by much. The halter top buttoned in theback of her neck,. Now, he wanted to marry her, Lotta, off. Good luck with that! They still needed her to say "aye" in church, and with either of the two prospects he had named that was not likely.As Bente was driving his wagon homeward he still felt the anger burn in his stomach. All his life he had been treated with disdain. All his life people had made fun of him. All his life he was told that he was not good enough for anyone and anything.Was it his fault? Certainly not. Bente had been found in the forest. "Oh God no! I didn't avoid it. It just didn't fit into the game. We moved too fast. It may be my favorite part of male passive sex." I told her."Male passive sex?" She said screwing up her face."Things that don't involve friction to the penis that are still satisfying by the sheer joy it brings to your partner. Like teasing your nipples, rubbing your clit, thrusting fingers, looking for your spot, all that good stuff." I said as if reading a menu."I hope we can become lovers. I like to be. As my maths tutor, she had argued I had enough to concentrate on with "A" levels and county hockey without the added responsibility of the duties being a Prefect involved.I must admit it proved a blessing in disguise as my life was hectic and fulfilling enough for me never to regret missing out. My parents never knew how often the cow had punished me, or they wouldn't have been surprised that I was never nominated to be a Prefect. In my final two years at Harrow school, I was caned twice by the.