All she needed to do was separate him from his wife and dress sexy to make it hard for John to say no. It did not take long for Lauren to decide who s...e would go after. There was a teacher, Mr. Anderson, from the high school she had graduated from just over a week ago who was well known for trading good grades for sex. Lauren had never had him as a teacher but had heard from some of the girls on the volleyball team that he was always willing. So Lauren decided that on Saturday she would make a. It couldn't be. Was it really....?"Mom, is that who I think it is?" Mom smiled and said to find out for myself. I stood and looked into the kitchen, hopeful. My jaw fell open as I confirmed the owner of the voice. Stacy, my best friend since jr. high. I hadn't seen her since she said good-bye to me the day I left for war, but she was one of the few things that was different. Last time I saw her, she was a skinny little junior in glasses. The kind who you'd assume read a lot of comic books. I lightly nibbled her ear lobes while giving her little kisses to her perfumed scented skin. Her arms went around my my shoulders and she moaned. After tasting and nibbling her over and over I asked if she would like a drink “of course my love” she replied. I poured us each a glass of wine and admired her. She was in her 40’s with red heels, black nylons, red skirt that stopped mid thigh, she had a while blouse that covered her arms and the bottom of her neck. She wore a pearl necklace and. ”Harriet walked over to the man and grabbed his arm. Desperate, she said, “Please find a buyer. I beg you.”“I’ll let you know what I find out in the morning,” the man said rather surprised by Harriet’s begging.“Get your gear off the horses. We’ll take it to the inn with us. He’ll take care of the saddles,” Sid said to Harriet and Cynthia. He went over to his horse and grabbed his gear. The two women followed his example. It was obvious that no one was happy about the situation.With a bar on the.