.I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I didn't have time to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was alrea...y rousing. It was Bruce, the star quarterback.“Delilah?” He groaned. “Damn, a schoolgirl. That's kinky. Want to come here and ride on my cock. Put your hair up in pigtails.”I squeaked in fright. I bolted out of there. “I'm not a slut!”I heard him burst into laughter.I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that. "Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmmmmmmph" came Maria's muffled scream.Her protests were broken off by a second jolt of hot pain that caused her to jerk wildly in an attempt to get away from the assault. All her efforts were to no avail and the teenager burst into tears as Janet powdered her foot with the nasty little weapon.Twenty lashes later Maria was sobbing pitifully into the pillow. Her foot was ablaze with scorching pain and it was all she could do to keep her breath steady. It only served to draw. Zack, finally approached his street and spotted a red convertible in the driveway of his house."Ah, Sharon's home." he thought. Sharon was Zack's older sister. She was 23 and a senior at college. For getting straight A's and graduating as valedictorian from high school, their parents bought her a car of her choice as her reward. Zack was envious but not angry. Sharon was a decent sister, for the most part, but occasionally she was a spoiled pain in the ass. However Zack liked Sharon and more. After Frank and Sharon were done telling us their story, they of course wanted to hear ours. So Ash and I started into our "massage kink" and all the transformative stuff we had seen with couples over the past couple years, and I ended it with the experience I had just had with Becky that weekend. It is important that you remember the mental state I was in at the time. I'm still feelin the "Becky thing," raving about it like some bubbering idiot using the word "wow" way too much considering who.