" K. C. said as she hopped out of the room onone foot while slipping her sandal on. "The sweater Iwanted to wear is still damp from yesterday rain so ... hopeyou don't mind that I bothered the one I like of yours." No, of course not," replied Stacy."In the cafeteria during lunch, Paula and her fellowcheerleaders all got together at the same table. "How waspractice yesterday?" Paula asked the third years."I came up with a few new cheers." Teddie said with asmile. "I'll show you with squad practice. She relize i still had my pants on and she told me to undo them. I was so into it i said ''ok mommy anything for you''. i undid my pants and she reached in and grabbed ahold of it and said ''damn son you are big for your age''. I then laid back down and she grabbed my hand with her other hand and started to move it to her pussy. SHe spread her legs slightly so i could rub her clit she started to stroke me faster and faster. i rubbed her clit and she old me what to do to get her off. We learned bits and pieces of each other's prior life even as we planned our future. It was that simple. Like we'd been hit by lightning.Marisa loved sex. Loved fucking. Loved talking about it. Graphically. You'd think a girl who'd been raped at such a young age would have forever been turned against it. She hadn't been. She loved it. And wasn't shy about letting me know it. And surprisingly, when she told me stories of the men and boys she'd been with, I wasn't jealous. That was then. Before. "Sandy, how do you feel now?" Tired, but wonderful, Mistress." Are you still aroused?" Yes, slightly, but the arousal ... hurts." Yes, you've been through a lot tonight." Do you feel anything else?" Yes." Tell me." I feel submissive, Mistress. And happy." Yes, my dear. You have a naturally submissive nature, don't you?"There was only the slightest of pauses before Sandy said, "Yes, Mistress." You have enjoyed being so helpless tonight, haven't you?" Yes, Mistress." You've enjoyed being so.