Normally, this would have been annoying, considering I always needed my Daddy's approval to be with anyone. This night, however, I wanted to show Dadd... what he’d given up. Of course, he’d never really know but I wanted to feel some satisfaction, some form of vengeance, by letting loose the slut he’d created. How far was I willing to go? I didn’t know but I was soon teasing the guys, twerking and using all my sexiest dance moves.I heard comments about ‘the slut in the black and white dress’ but. I was not used to being postponed. People changed their schedules to accommodate me. This was new territory. Practically everything about Jeff was new territory. Friday and Saturday nights were prime dating and party nights at school. As much as I wanted to experience him, I had to maintain my standing in my social circle. ‘What about Sunday night?’ ‘It’s a date.’ As Sunday approached, I had a sense of anticipation which I tried hard to suppress. This was just another date, and not a top. Cane was a big part of my spank-bank. “How many times do I have to tell you, call me Liz.” she said with a mock-frown. “Sorry Mrs. Ca- er, Liz... force of habit” I replied. She let out a smile as she began, “Hey, I know tomorrow’s Saturday and you probably have plans, but I was wondering if you could help me with some chores I can't do by myself?” It wasn't uncommon for me to occasionally help her out with some yard work, so I answered, “Yea, that's fine, I didn't have anything going on. As he did this, he brought all his fingers over her clit, and Molly groaned in pleasure. Uhhhhhhhhh..mmm Thank you, that was amazing, Molly panted. Anything to make you feel good. Michael said softly into her ear. He rezipped her zipper and buttoned her pants, but Molly put her hand over his and unzipped her pants again. What do you have in mind now? Michael asked. I wanna repay you, she said in a seductive moan, and I like my pants undone. With that, she reached for his shorts and pulled.