You beat her, but she received four votes. You still don't know who the three traitorous bitches that voted for her were. But you two are generally on...OK terms and you don't feel threatened by her at all. The only little mean thing you did to her was when you ACCIDENTALLY acquired photo on which she kissed man other than her boyfriend. From that you don't know what happened, but this photo somehow found the way to her boyfriends private messages.You currently, don't have a boyfriend. You have. ‘So, what’s the big deal–?’ Miranda then screamed at the top of her lungs and threw the book against the wall with all her might. Sam nearly jumped out of her chair, ‘Holy shit!’ ‘It isn’t fair!,’ she howled, ‘Why, why give such a gifted mind to a worthless drunken asshole!?’ ‘Easy there Salieri,’ Samantha attempted to soothe her lover, she’d never seen Miri lose it like this. ‘No! This isn’t right! It isn’t fair!’ Miranda continued to yell, ‘Do you know how hard I worked? How many tests I took. Let’s just say that sometimes friends come round and we play games and often these games entail me dressing up. It’s all harmless fun.” I smiled at her and she grinned back. I started to softly stroke along her thigh but she made no move to shrink away, indeed her eyes started to glaze over. “I’m sure you must play games with your friends. Your boyfriend perhaps?” I asked her.“My girlfriends and I sometimes fool around but not with dressing up. That’s an amazing outfit,” she replied, hastily. We had a hard time at first to even get it inside because he hadn't spent much time to get me excited and wet and I was not quite ready for him to be inserted. But after fumbling around a bit, I started to leak a little and he made a lot of pre-cum that spread all over his cock. That made thinks a lot easier and soon his entire head was disappeared inside me as if by magic. I have to be honest that I was so interested in the process that I forgot to think about how it really felt and just.