And then there was Scott. No matter how many times she crossed that name off the list, it kept rising in her mind. Scott had been her escort to the pr...m last year, a convenient senior she had liked well enough to ask to come with her so she could be there with Thule and Marigold. Mannsborough High had no provisions for triads coming to the prom.Scott had taken it with equanimity. With only a small amount of prompting from Dawn, he'd admitted that he may have wanted more, but he was at the prom. However, Daryl, my boyfriend at the time wasn’t quite as enamoured by the whole thing. He thought I was weird so unfortunately I had to let him go, who wants to be with someone who a) only likes missionary position and making love and b) couldn’t talk dirty if Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory depended on it. So, when I met Andrew on a night out and after I had tied him up and fucked him all night, he divulged to me his biggest fantasy, I was determined to make it all come true. It was Andrew’s. ’ … Nothing. ‘Please?’ I whispered against his mouth. ‘… Sir?’ And with that, our lips collided. His were the softest I’d ever kissed- actually, they were only the second lips I’d ever kissed. But I knew that I would be lucky if I kissed someone like Pierce again. ‘Come on, we’d better get back,’ he smirked as he pulled away. ‘I hear they’re playing ‘Pin the Veil on the Bride’ next. We can’t miss that.’ And with a wink, he was gone, his dark figure silhouetted by a thin ray of moonlight as he. “Ohhh, yeah,” I moaned. “That’s so good.” His thumbs pressed firmly into my posterior hips, pushing slightly beneath the band of my skirt. His fingers then moved to my sides, and he began to compress my ribs. “You’re very good at this,” I said sweetly. “I feel so delicate in your strong hands. I think you could crush me if you wanted to.” Noah laughed. “Thank you, my dear,” he said. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” His hands were now just below my breasts, and he moved them up to cup the.