He asked about it, and I made it clear to him that I will stay with my boyfriend. A month and a half of not seeing each other and not talking online f...r three days, we ended it. I didn't cry, though I 'loved' this guy. I didn't care anymore. I texted Al that it was over between me and my recent ex boyfriend. He was happy. He's been begging me to be his girlfriend for the longest time, so I told myself, "What the hell, what else can go wrong... if relationships are this shallow." II A week after. Of course socks be-came nude stockings with a two inch elastic band, (something I saw in my dirty magazines) and some tennis shoes turned into a cute pair of black and white lace ups. I think they're called saddles, or something. I had gotten a lot of attention at school, something I never did when I was just plain Jack, and was quickly discovering how much fun it was to be popular. Like, today was just like yesterday and I had just gotten there when the teacher wanted to see me in private for. She could feel herself getting worked up, but better to just get it over with, surely. She could feel Mr Edmunds starting to get worked up and was fucking back. She was going to be off the hook! But to her complete dismay, she felt his stern hands clasping over her hips and slowing her pace considerably. "Slow down princess... ughhh... we've got all day!" he moaned raggedly.She rolled her eyes furiously as he balanced her ass in his hands and moved her up and down on his rod so slowly that she. When I reached back to unclasp my bra you grabbed my arms and pulled them forward. ‘Not so fast,’ you said as you smiled at my impatience. Normally, I would have had a snappy come back for that kind of playful rebuke, but all I could say was something about happily letting you take the lead. You were changing me already. From that moment on, you were the boss. Maybe not the boss, but certainly in charge. That doesn’t really sound right either. I just always felt safe with you. You had me down.