She had some really sex things, like silk, lace, and other hot underwear. I would try all her underwear on and then masturbate on her bed. That felt s... good. This went on for a while until one day me and her were home alone. My Mom took the baby shopping, and my brother was at work. Me and my sister were in her room listening to a new CD she got at the store earlier that day."I really like this CD Stacy" Well, you can come in her whenever you want to listen to it" thanks...Boy I am so tired, I. Funny, now that I think about it. The boys were all ‘dropped off’, while many of the girl’s moms or dads stayed. Looking at it now, it was probably a way for the parents to ‘approve’ of whomever their little girl danced with.I have no clear recollection of the young lady I approached to dance with. All I knew was that we all were the same age, from different schools, and there was a boy for every girl. That was done on purpose, so nobody was left out.Most of us guys were scared shitless. All. Jenny hadn't even noticed that I hardly was listening at that point. Instead I had got up to get her next little surprise. She just kept right on talking, that is, of course, until she felt another scarf slip into her mouth and gag her! That *does* seem to affect one's ability to whine."ahhmmmgggsssttttrrrrrkkkkk-mmmmmmm" What was that?" I chuckled, tying of the scarf in back of her head. "Now where was I? That is, *before* I was so *rudely* interrupted. You *do* remember what we were doing. A tear spilled down her cheek, and Cal realized how much power he had over her in this moment. He knew that Peter was at work for hours yet. He suddenly knew that he could have his way with this snotty bitch, that Sam would never know. The situation was perfect for him, and he nearly groaned with his arousal. ‘I could be convinced to keep quiet, if you’re so sure Sam will never find out.’ She knew from the look on his face what it was that he wanted, and he could see her struggle with it. In.