I was 16 and flirtatious, ready for the world to throw anything at me. In other words, I was naïve. I was very interested in drama and had joined a d...ama class outside of school at the start of the year. By now, we had already performed a Shakespearean play together, so I already knew everyone well and until then, no one in particular had sparked my interested. Then there was Michael. Michael was 17 and an extremely confident, loud and hilarious drama student who every one knew, loved and. Chambers had returned to Little River.Autry told me, “I’m glad you’re staying around, Flint, but the Territory can’t keep paying you five dollars a day.”I looked directly at him. He had asked us to interrupt our San Francisco trip. We did, all seven of us. And we had caught Patcheye and Stumpy in the act. I wondered if his new relationship with Emma had entered into his sudden financial calculations. Was some sort of guilt causing him to worry about paying his new lover’s companions?To his. Pam hesitated, watching her to see if she was serious. She seemed to be waiting. Slowly, Pam unbuttoned the front of her blouse. Debbie's eyes watched her hands eagerly. She wasn't sure what she should do. Her bra didn't open in the front. She untucked the blouse from her jeans. Her heart was pounding.The corners of Debbie's mouth curled up. Pam set her blouse neatly aside on the bed, reached behind herself and unfastened the clasp of the bra with her trembling hands. The bra fell from her. Well what did Mike want I asked her. Without turning her head to look at me she took her lips off the straw of her drink and said he wants my pussy. I didn't say anything. She said he was extremely foward, he said I had made his cock hard and he wanted to fuck me. I said he used those words? She said yes, he said he wants to fuck me. Well,I said didn't he see your wedding ring? She said he told me that after he had sex with me I should have you eat my messy pussy. He sounds perverted I said. My.