“Or that you’d dream about him spanking you. You’re way kinkier than I expected.”Ugh, that stupid bet. I can’t believe I dreamed about it. �...�I meant it, y’know,” Alaina murmured. “I wasn’t just saying it.”“I know,” Laura said in a warm tone.“And I remember all the other dreams, too.”“Yeah? Which one was your favorite?”Alaina pulled her face out of the taller girl’s warm bosom and looked up into her smiling face, a grin of her own on display. “I can’t believe you’re saying I’m the kinky one. Did. Chris immediately decided that the air conditioning had to be on high in the bedroom where Ruth had been stationed because her nipples were sticking out about an inch. The material was tight not only across her chest but down her hips to her thighs. As the week before, her hair was done differently than her usual style. Last week it was ringlets; this week it in a braid that left her shoulders bare.Beside her, Joy's dress was equally as tight across her hips. The material in her red dress was. I was also a hard bastard, and took out my pain and fear on other men, fighting in pool halls and back alleys, welcoming the pain, the crunch of fist on bone, the feel of driving my knee into an opponents balls or smashing my forehead into a nose. I had many fights, and won most of them, insofar as any fighter "wins".I soon became a young man to be feared, in my home town. Women were drawn to me, and men left me alone.During this period of brutality, agony and mourning, steps were being taken. As usual, I was hoping to find something I could sniff or feel to fuel my eager imagination. Ms. Miller was always doing her planning or whatever else teachers do and school was out so I usually felt relatively safe. To my delight, I found a pair of red satin panties almost immediately. In fact, I found them right in the spot I usually selected for masturbating. Toward the back of the locker room, next to the showers, it was the midway point between the only two entrances. I believed I could.