Tracy had taken a history exam for Stacy while Stacy had taken Tracy's place in physical education. Tracy had passed the exam but Stacy had done somet...ing during Phys Ed, something that had given Tracy a reputation for liking girls in more than a friendly way. Stacy was openly bisexual, while Tracy preferred men. She had slept with girls before, she even had sex with Stacy, but that was under duress.When it came down to it, Tracy couldn't pass up a good dick. But that one time when they had. Then walked over to the teens.The boys glanced up, to see Melissa staring down at them, in contempt.The tall one of the three was about to say something.But his mouth does not open, and his body is not responding. In a panic,all he can move is his eyes. His two companions cannot move also.All three are starting to freak out. Despite the fact they had beensmoking drugs, the look of pure satisfaction on Melissa's face was nothelping. Then they saw the ring on Melissa's left hand is. In 1950, a driver's license was an un-laminated card, with typewriting on it and no photograph. Bob's had been issued to him only a few weeks before he went into his long nap, and was in pristine condition. When he handed it to Priscilla, and she examined it (both front and back) her suspicions gelled. Still, security wasn't there yet, so she put on a smile."I'm afraid I'll need a picture ID Mr. Winkle." And I'm afraid that's the only identification I have." said Bob calmly. He hadn't thought. The feel of the silk against her breasts made her nipples permanently erect and they stood out proudly on her chest. "Do you think the boys will like this?" she asked, pirouetting for me. "You look totally fuckable, you little slut." We got into our little BMW and headed out. As soon as we were on the interstate we opened the sun roof and Karen lit up her first joint of the day. It was only 11 o'clock in the morning and I didn't feel like smoking any pot so Karen had the whole joint to herself..