Hands in the air, butt jutting outward. The boys called me a slut, the girls called me loose. I would have moved to a different school, but there was ...o way I could tell my parents about what I’d done, and anyway doing so would be admitting defeat. Better to hold my head up high and keep what little of my dignity remained, than to slink away like a spanked puppy. That didn’t mean I didn’t break down from time to time. I spent more time crying during the two weeks after Paul sent the pics out. "Hello," Catherine shook the offered hand. "Won't you come in?" Thank you," Randi stepped through the door, reached into the briefcase and pulled out a three ring binder. "R&D finally finished their analysis. I know you've been waiting for it so I brought it over myself." OH! Role playing!" Catherine thought to herself. "This is going to be fun." Yes, I have. That was very thoughtful of you," Catherine took the binder, allowing her hand to brush against Randi's as she did. "Would you mind. We drank wine and drifted into shorts, Vodka and Gin, and talked about men and cocks, all of which for my part, made me fucking horny and contemplate, about taking the wine bottle to the toilet. We all eventually finished-up at some guys flat, with a full-blown party in full swing, and a couple of the lucky ones relieving themselves, in the spare bedrooms.I watched as this girl lifted a bottle of wine to her lips and swallowed copious amounts in gulps, she was beyond redemption, totally drunk,. At last exploded in her butt. I remained in the position till I stopped cumming and my tool became small.She sprawled on her face, I laid beside her till our breaths became normal. I pulled her to me kissed her face and asked her, did it hurt a lot.She smiled at me, yes in the beginning a lot. You had to be cautious in first show. You didn't tell me otherwise I would have prepared myself mentally, but you cheated me.Sorry aunt if I hurt you. She said it's ok it's all ready happened and no going.