= = =I woke up the next morning to find Sally playing with my boobs. Ionly realised what she was doing when she started massaging them withsuch vig...ur that they began pulling on my chest underneath."Morning, sunshine," she said, flicking a bogus nipple. "Your boobsare amazing! They feel just like the real thing." Not from my side, they don't," I sighed. "I still can't feel athing."= = =Since it now seemed that Carol had taken up semi-permanent inAustralia, Maria took over her room. I. I was getting hot for the chick, based on his description, and I'd never had a real blow job - just the typical high school girl lick and a promise. So even having Eddie work on my cock was sounding interesting.The cab rolled to a stop in front of an ancient apartment building, and, with a wink to Eddie, the driver collected his fare and pulled away into the nearly empty street. Eddie's apartment was up three long flights of stairs and down a noisy hallway, at the back of the building. Eddie. . if they acted out like this in regular school ... I was all for sending them all to Catholic School and let the Nuns sort them out. I was Too, their snot nosed redheaded brat of a sister. Nobody paid any attention to Too.Whoever heard of a teacher with the outlandish sobriquet of... Too... ? Nope ... seated behind that huge old oak desk was the same sister I'd always been ... Too. Nobody called me Wendy ... nobody called me Wendolyn ... the whole damn family called me Too.'Not so,. "Who the fuck are you?" She would have recoiled in horror at such coarse language a few days before. She had been changed mightily by the events of this evening."I'm Nichols, the owner of the team. And I warned Bradford about fucking around with the cheerleaders. We had a big mess with one little redhead about six months back. We hushed it up and he promised not to do it again."Nichols' eyes drifted down to the matted pussy fleece covering Debbie's snatch."I see he lied to me." He... he's out.