He could use seats from another car. She noticed, with a measure of distaste, that the owner had replaced the standard gear shift with one of his own�...�a stylized representation of a man’s penis. Probably some rich guy’s pussy magnet, she thought as she pulled off the driveshaft cover, feeling underneath for the ignition wires…he’s off looking for some hooker or something, and he’s gonna come back and find his ride gone. That’s life, baby… The door slammed shut beside her, and suddenly she could. A meal would be served at noon and another between 6 and 7pm, and ceremonies would start at 8pm. Breakfast would also be served on Saturday and SundayI planned my trip to arrive between 10 and 11 am. Since I didn't have a tent or campsite to really set up, it would not take me long to get settled in. I stopped in the town nearest to the site to pick up some additional ice for my cooler, and found a café for some breakfast. I took the first dose of the potion and made sure I had the amulet. Very little. Only a transparent nightie that, even in the faint light of the bedside lamp, reveals the majority of my curves rather unmistakably. Oh well, I figured, no sense in trickiness now. What worse could happen? At most, Darren would simply turn around and escape this rendezvous.As I’m trembling with excitement, I open the door after much fumbling with the chain and peek out."Darren?" I ask as I gaze with curiosity at the dark shape just outside the door."Becky? Definitely, it's me."I. "Stories huh? Like what?" I realised I had just dug myself the mother of all holes. This was either going to get me fucked or get me expelled. "I dont know how to explain ma'am, uh, quite a few of the lads think that you are very harsh on them and that you punish them for no reason sometimes, and...." she broke me off and replied quickly "I punish them because they are naughty, rude and old enough to get punished", I stared into her blue eyes, searching for some kind of clue that she was indeed.