Jennifer walked with him watching carefully. ‘Bill, what are you looking for?’ Jennifer finally asked. ‘A thousand little things that tell you s...mething could be wrong. I’ll show you later.’ Bill said completing the walk around inspection. Jennifer hesitated. ‘You think something is wrong with the car?’ ‘No, it’s a habit you develop when driving something this big. A flat tire on the road is a big problem, especially one of the dual tires. A small leak could lead to an engine auto shut down.. .The choice was evident, the whip strokes. They decided to split the hits between them...They never gave me much time or warning, and I felt the first stroke of the whip on my back...Ian always said a hit with a whip was like a kiss, but they were more like little bites...The first four hurt like hell, but by the 6 and 7 I was already floating, the rest of the strokes only making my nice subspace higher. it was like floating, and felt like giggling. Before I knew it my mouth was took in an. I never found out what drugs Ben and his goons were on, but they sure were on something. I don't think it was dope... dope's supposed to make you mellow, isn't it??... those guys were the exact opposite of mellow.Ben picked a table he wanted and led the charge towards it. Most of the occupants of the table figured out the score and cleared off in a hurry. I say most because two people at the table didn't get clued in fast enough. Stephen Jenkins and May Stennforth, two 9th graders, didn't. After a moment of silence she gave me a little smile and said all the words I needed to hear: Well were going to have to do something about that.. An open invitation. Literally. Without another word I picked her up, putting my hands underneath that ass and, squeezing as I did, carried Courtney over onto her own bed. Then, being a virgin myself, I got a feeling similar to a little kid thrown into a huge arcade. I didnt know what to play with first. Luckily, Courtney helped me out. She grabbed.