She led a sheltered existence and was forced to abide by her parents’ strict curfews which fractured her social life. She did have a few male acquai...tances, but never a serious boyfriend. If her parents were any more controlling, she might as well be in prison.Ashley drove to the hotel where the interview was to take place. She quickly pinned her “press” badge to her white blouse. She walked to the small conference room where the other reporters stood waiting for the rookie to arrive. His name. K., Kid?" You got it, Mike....bye."The rest of the afternoon passed in pleasant but uneventful work asMichelle realized it was actually nice to go through the mundaneadministrative tasks of the project it was a bit like occupationaltherapy for her redeveloping identity. General Mason (Fatasseddisgusting peeping tom pervert) Ballard was the commanding Officer ofProject rampart, but as it developed Captain Michelle Partenza RANproject Rampart from her rather spacious office thirty feet below. . really need to have sex, like, right now,” Austin replied honestly.“Well I’m still at Hannah’s since I passed out after you left. I crashed on her living room couch. Did you know Tilston and Lydia -““On my way,” Austin replied, hanging up and getting in his car. He had never driven so recklessly in his life, ignoring any traffic law that would delay him being able to shove his throbbing cock in his hung over girlfriend. After a few minutes, he pulled into Hannah’s driveway with a screech and. "What happens to little boys who wear girl's clothes?" she continuedquietly."They get punished," I answered, looking down at the tablecloth.She continued to stoke me with her toes. "Do you need to be punished,little sissy?" No one was seated near us, and we both continued to speakquietly."Yes, Mommy, I do." My cock filled my little white panties and pressedagainst my jeans."Say it all together! You know how!. And look me in the eyes while youdo!" Both the words and the strength in her.