Her alarm faded away like an uninteresting dream.What ... what is ... going ... on? she wondered, as her thoughts slowed and finally stopped. The next...to go were her memories, tumbling away like leaves from the bed of a pickup on the highway. Her mouth hung open as she continued to stare helplessly into the beams. Her will was overwritten with obedience, the place where her memories and personality had been replaced with sexual programming. She was a toy. Her purpose was to be played with by. “So am I still too young for you”she said shaking me back to reality then laughed when I said “no.You broke my heart back then but I understand now”she said placing her hand on mine”I wouldn’t do someone 6 years younger than me now either”. We had another drink while talking about the past and how we wished things would have been different.”Do you still have that hot car” she said still holding my hand,”not here I said but I have a hotel room”.She thought for a minute then downed the rest of. They had been the typical over-achieving hair-always-perfect popular girls in high school, so of course they were very involved in organizing the reunion. Naturally, Michelle hadn’t done shit. Returning their fake smiles, she accepted her name tag and pretended she was happy to see them. Good god, what was she doing here? Fortunately, her plan of arriving about a half hour late had worked. There were enough people milling around that she almost immediately spied several old friends she wouldn’t. The snow that had fallen that day and the light snowfall now gave the view a picture-postcard quality. We made out like teenagers for awhile, but things soon got too hot and we began removing each others' clothes. Her breasts, though small, were delicious with hard, thimble sized nipples. Her belly was flat and her bush was as blonde as her hair and well trimmed. Alice grasped my raging hard dick, bent it downward and straddled it, hunching back and forth in the wetness of her pussy lips. .