This girl though wasn’t like any of the others. It wasn’t her natural brown hair with perfect highlights that made her perfect, nor her impeccable...sense of style. To this day I don’t even know what made her perfect; all I know is she changed my life. I was the normal girl in high school. I did my homework and passed with average b’s. I wasn’t gorgeous, but I was pretty. Sure, I had my issues: drugs, parties; boys, but overall I was nothing special. I had never thought of doing anything with. . I feel like, I don't know... like Bart Simpson just died, or something." She giggled, which did even more interesting things to her nipples, and she clamped her legs together tight — she couldn't believe she was ready to go again so soon."Bart Simpson just died?" she finally managed."Bart Simpson's been what, eight, nine, for as long as I can remember." Riiight?" So... I've been thinking about you — us — for as long as I can remember... and now it's suddenly here." It was pretty intense.... ”“Certainly Mrs?”“Sonia, just call me Sonia.”“Okay Sonia, we’ll be back in an hour.” Manus replied winking at me. He hung up and said, “See, she’s tempted.”We walked up and down the main road killing time before we returned to the house and knocked on the door again. Sonia answered and had transformed herself. She had changed into a short and loose summer dress, had done her hair and applied make up. She looked great. If we really were doing a porno film then I’m sure she would have been. "Christine, Mr. Starkov has asked me to make sureyou more fully understand what will be happening to you. Today I'm going tohave you for a very long time. I've already called your parents and told themthat you will be here for a long time with some extra practice." Ms. Whelan stood and stretched, letting her longblack hair spill out of the ponytail she wore. Arranged on her desk were anumber of items, all of them for use on the poor high school senior that stoodbefore her. She lifted the same.