" "Do you think I am going to keep on wearing dresses after thecast is off?" "Why not? You look good in a dress. Look in the mirror and tellme that ...ou don't see a lovely woman there." "I am not going to argue with you. That is eight weeks away fromnow. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." They left, and when they arrived at the supper club he was a bitanxious, but when the hostess asked if there were just the twoladies tonight he felt better. The hostess seated them at a cornertable. Wore the skimpiest of panties and even owned a few thongs which barely covered her smooth shaven pussy mound. She was one hot young teen and she knew it.Which is why she was so glad when, a couple of weeks ago, two older girls stopped by her house and invited her to join their secret high school society. It was a sorority with links to the juniors and senior boys in an equally secret fraternity. Such social clubs were officially banned in high schools in her state, but boys will be boys and. Cathair had short messy black hair. While Adair had well brushed brown hair that was neck length. Cathair’s had intense gray eyes that scared all foes who looked into to them, while Adair’s eyes were amber and had a gentleness to them.The two of them were wearing light steel armor that covered everything, but their heads and bear skin cloaks over their backs. Adair was armed with a sword, a bow and arrows. While Cathair wielded a sword and a spear. The two of them had been fighting side by side. I want you to overpower me, but not yet. Not yet.I kiss your neck again, pressing my lips harder, lingering, feeling you shudder, your whole body wanting to react to me, to rip me apart. Not yet. Not yet.I lick your neck. My small, pink tongue coming from between my teeth, the lips of my small mouth. Licking your neck, with just the point of my tongue Just a flick. Then another. A low moan escapes you. Not yet. Not yet.We stop moving in circles, just swaying. My arms curl under.