”“Now, now. You just met me.”“I never knew how much I needed you until I did.”“You're just drunk.”“And horny as fuck.” He laughed, a...d his abs rippled in the dim moonlight.“I can fix that for you.”“I bet you can.” He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for another wet kiss. His hand was under my shirt, on my breast, reaching around the outline of my bra to the skin below the thin fabric.“I will. But you have to do something for me.”“Anything.”“Don't remember me tomorrow.”“Of course. He realized she was wearing thigh highs! That surprised him; he didn't think girls wore them in real life. He thought things like that (real stockings and garter belts) were incredibly sexy, but Jen never wore them, preferring pantyhose.Tina followed Michael's eyes, and realized she was flashing her stocking tops. "Oops, sorry," she said, embarrassed. She pulled down her skirt. Tina shrugged. "Okay, I admit it, I'm a slut. But stockings are better than pantyhose -- less fumbling and easier. “Maybe I can help with that,” she replied with a dark voice, almost whispering, while she slowly stroked the warm, hard member.Now it was the mistress’ turn to be baffled. “Indeed,” she murmured and looked at her impressed. “It would be appreciated if you know what to do. It has been a while since Hass has...” She stopped and looked at her again, with the same telling look that had mesmerized her before.Unknowingly, Lara licked her lips. A while, she thought, and wondered how much sperm has. How about we watch a movie tonight. Going to the kitchen Mary made popcorn while Ann poured they drinks.As they watched the movie Ann asked if she had a real job. No, Mary said. I'm still in high school. Really, Ann said. I should be in the seventh, but I failed last year. That's alright, Mary told her. As long as you don't do it again.In the darkened house the movie seemed scarier at night. When the monster popped up on screen, Ann jumped. Mary asked her if she was ok. Yes, she said. But can I.