Room service was done for the night, so he headed down to the bar, where he figured he could at least get the beer. There was a game on - and one guy ...t the bar. This place wasn't exactly hopping at 11:45 on a Wednesday night.The bartender was a cute little thing. Probably a student, maybe twenty-three at most. Blonde, nice tits, a bouncy little ass. At least there's some eye candy, he thought. Settling in at the bar, he left a seat between himself and the other guy. Tom wasn't sure he wanted. "Molly felt herself trembling all over.I could throw a bucket of cold water on them, she thought.Molly was wondering if she should do those dogs a favor. She had no intention of fucking them-she still thought of that as no more than a wild fantasy-but she thought that it would do no harm if she were to jack them off. The poor brutes needed to come so badly that it would be an act of mercy, an act of charity, she reasoned. It wouldn't be as if she were having sex with them, nothing like that,. You complied, asking your sister again for help, and she showed you how to shave yourself thoroughly.A few days later, your mom took you to the mall and you were walking with her."Don't walk like that," she said."How am I supposed to walk?" you asked."Sway your hips, honey," she said. "And make sure to shake your butt a little bit." Shake my butt?" you asked. "That's ridiculous." Stop arguing with me young lady," she said. "Now shake your butt or else."You started shaking your butt as you. "Jennifer, you'll be a virgin on your DEATH bed if you keep that attitude." said Buffy conversationally.Marge found herself nodding in agreement and clenched her neck muscles to stop herself. She wasn't here to agree with this little tramp!"Just because you're a whore slut doesn't mean that the rest of us have to act that way." said Jennifer hotly."And just because you don't think having sex is any fun, or a worthwhile endeavor, doesn't mean your boyfriend has to agree with you." shot back.