Brunette, short, skinny, with decent boobs; a preppy dresser who always smelled nice, had nice hair and always had her nails done. She played with it,...kissed, it, sucked it....nothing. Dead as roadkill. He began to get angry with her and was basically blaming this little hottie for his inability to get it up. He jumped off the bed, threw her clothes at her and gave her a not-so-gentle shove, then he left, slamming the door behind him.She re-dresses, heads out and I sneak out not long after.I. “Beg me” she commanded “Please may I come” I begged, the thought of being her slave turning me on even more. “You’ll have to do better than that” she said, her hand frantically working the wet patch on her panties “beg more you panty wearing slut” “Please can I come in your panties mistress, I promise to be a good panty slave”. She was breathing very fast now, it looked like she was going to come herself “Yes panty slave, I want you to come in the panties now, and don’t spill a drop” I wanked. "Did you get a promotion?" Jarvis asked and when Dale stared at him Jarvis added, "Sir?" I made first lieutenant," Dale answered proudly before announcing the rest of the promotions. Jarvis was now a sergeant, joining Smitty who had been promoted to sergeant last quarter. Craig made Corporal, joining Carter at that rank and Charlie got his first stripe. I was the only one in the room passed over."Now for the class rankings," Dale said, brimming with elation. Smitty ranked second in the junior. What school do you go to, anyway?”She couldn’t recall how her older self had replied. Taking an experimental sip of soda, she flinched, and went with: “I’m fine. It was a girl that punched me, anyway.”Younger-Rebecca winced. “Do you at least have a name?”“Iris,” she said immediately. “And yes, I’m wearing your clothes.”Younger-Rebecca blinked, looking down at her own, less rumpled outfit. “Wait a minute! How--?”Rebecca made a chopping gesture, exactly as Leda had done. “That thing is a portal,.