” He began to speak a long moment later. “I've had a lot of girls hate me.” I believe it, she thought. “But,” he continued, “none of them ...ave ever come to me to apologize. Why did you come?” She swallowed. “Because I couldn't hold this in anymore. I've felt I should for a long time.” “And why didn't you before?” “I was afraid.” He grinned biting his lip. “Afraid of what? Punishment?” She felt her nipples harden at the idea of him punishing her. She forced herself to speak and remain with. She kissed him softly on the cheek, and then said " I'm glad you could make it!" Joan kissed her softly on the cheek, and then whispered something in Bethany's ear, which Tom couldn't make out. It wasn't important. The night seemed to have passed by rather quickly. During the night Tom had caught Bethany and Joan laughing, or caught Bethany flirting with him. Indeed he flirted back. After everyone else left Bethany sat between Tom and Joan on the sofa. They laughed and spoke of various. He tried to concentrate on his English. He was the star forward on the varsity basketball team. In the old days, that would have been enough to get him a girlfriend. It still was, and he'd had a few. But he could only have one at a time, and the hottest girls weren't interested.The lucky boys -- the hot boys, the ones the girls wanted -- were the brains, like Chen. Chen fucked a different girl every day -- a different hot, sexy girl, because he had his choice. He knew stuff, so he could teach. She’s a perfect, feminine hourglass. On the slender side, but with a small waist, medium breasts and child-bearing hips. He injects her neck with the drug so quickly she has no time to react to the pinch. “The effect is instant,” he says to the Sergeant. Leaning towards the girl, who has lost consciousness, Scott whispers in her ear. Stepping back, he speaks out loud. “Wake up.”Immediately, she stirs, returning to consciousness. As soon as she begins to struggle again, Scott orders her to stay.