”“So yer game, then?”“Let’s go.”He grabbed towels for them both once they got out of the pool. Shawna had a merry twinkle in her eye as sh... took his hand and led him to a ground floor room. The decor was identical to his own room, but it lacked his cousins’ flair for piles of clothes and shoes. She drew him to the bed near the door and turned to embrace him again.She was almost as tall as he was, so he leaned in to kiss her while running his hands up the back of her damp swimsuit. The kiss. "Sorry. I was, uh, thinking about my game plan," you lie, just barely maintaining eye contact with her now.She raises an eyebrow and then nods slowly. "Right. Well, there's something I need to tell you. I wanna fight tonight."You can't help but laugh a little, "You? Do a boxing match? You have no idea what to do! This is the men's league anyways, and you aren't even registered at all." You were used to her making unreasonable demands, but usually they were at least possible.She huffed, crossing. ”Frankie’s breath caught in her throat again as she tried to reply, no words would come out as her pussy twitched her legs had a mind of their own as she opened them under the table.“I am going to pay you back for what you did to me last week, right here and now” Bob said into her ear, letting his tongue flick over it briefly as he pulled away. Frankie’s pussy twitched wondering what was coming next.Frankie tried in vain to focus on the screen in front of her as she felt his breath on her neck. Today was different though. Today was special. ‘Very special!!’ she thought excitedly as she felt her body tingling all over in a sense of warm anticipation. It was Graduation Day! This would be the third of these bi-annual events that Catwoman had let her participate in. Before Catgirl turned twenty, Catwoman had been quite strict about her moral upbringing which contradicted somewhat with the rather murky pasts of both women. They’d both ‘come off the streets’ but by the time that Catwoman.