Her name was Bethany and we went to the same high school together. She was the cum slut in her senior year. Always sleeping around with a bunch of guy.... But she never slept with me. So during the last week of school, I grabbed her after class and dragged her into the empty girls locker room. I pulled out my camera phone and recorded her stripping saying "I'm a bad slut". I then posted it online and ruined her life. Luckily, my looks have changed since then so nobody has recognized me, not even. As we came out into the dell, a rabbit hopped slowly away. They weren’t used to disturbance or hunters evidently.“It’s lovely. It really is very quiet.” she lay down and I briefly looked at her, head to toe. She was fantastic. She was wearing a tight, long sleeve shirt and short shorts. Typical really. The long shirt was to avoid scratches on this walk, then she put all her jeans into wash and had to wear the sexiest, tightest, shorts I’d seen (up to then). “What are you looking at? These. But it is for you, not me, to decide if becoming a Sub tempts you.”As George concluded his answer by challenging Jennifer so directly, he suddenly leaned over her. Jennifer expected – did she hope for – an embrace. But George only reached for the handle to open the car’s door and muttered, “I better let you go now. I’ll look for your bag and will bring it.”Suddenly Jennifer froze in her seat. “Shit! The keys are in my bag. I’m locked out.” Then she burst into nervous laughter. “I’m so sorry,. I decided to flirt with her on WhatsApp and take a step ahead.I could not hold my feeling anymore. I wanted to fuck her. Then I started flirting with her on WhatsApp. I was shocked to see that she too was flirt back with me. One day while going to college with her in her car I complimented her saying, “Shalini mam you are very pretty.”She smiled and said, “Thanks, Raj.” I took courage and kept my hands on her thighs. She didn’t say anything. I was very excited but suddenly she pushed my hands.