It’s so much easier to just be Laura or Lara, and be like everyone else.”“That does make sense.”“And besides, it’s my parents’ money, no... mine.”“See you in a couple of weeks?”“Yes!”She closed the door, started the engine, and pulled away from the curb. When she was out of sight, I went back inside to hang out with Clarissa until it was time for dinner with Tasha.Later that evening, I talked with Dona and let her know what Lara and I had discussed. She smiled, told me it was what she’d expected,. Soames had seen his German friends get hit with them, once or twice, but always wicker and with their pants up...and one swat with the sonuvabitch had calmed little Franz down.But now, Ed circled behind Bronte, who was imploring him "No, Ed, Mister Cullen, please not the carpet beater, oh God." Bronte's feet were growing a little blue, but after Trixie began swatting Bronte's breasts and belly with the fiberglass whip, Bronte began jumping and dodging, and Ed herded her back from escaping the. "We'll help you, once you get the basics on, OK?" Renee said.She took Melissa's white tights and pink leotards out of the boxhe'd carried in, and handed them to him, and then led him intoher parent's bedroom. "You can change in here. Emily and I willchange in my bedroom. We'll come and get you when we're ready."And with that, she closed the door on him. There he was, in herparent's bedroom, about to don girl's clothing. He thought aboutjust backing out. But he wanted to make Renee happy, more. I’d never had a blow job. My first girl hadn’t stayed with me long enough for us to get around to it and my second girlfriend had led me to believe that only a whore would do something that ‘dirty’ with her mouth. Whatever I imagined a blow job would feel like I didn’t have long to wonder as I heard quick footsteps outside my tent and then the zipper to my tent opening. It was too dark to see who it was and the whispered, ‘I hope you’re awake,’ was too low for me to distinguish whose girl’s.