"What else?" asked Karen."A pretty name?" replied Jim."So if your name is Debbie...and Debbie is a girl's name...what does thatmake you?" asked Karen....A girl?" replied Jim."And what kind of girl are you...Debbie?" asked Karen."A girly-girl!" replied Jim, almost too automatically he thought tohimself."And what is the best thing you love about being girly-girl...Debbie?"asked Karen."The thing I love most about being a girly-girl is getting to wear sexy,skyscraper heels," replied Jim, this time. But I choose who I fuck and who I suck. And let me tell you, this is the end for you. I don’t want you calling me ever again.’ I grabbed my suitcase and walked out the door. Slamming it behind me. I was standing in line at the bus station, when someone touched my shoulder hesitantly. It was Jose. He said he was also going back to Guadalajara and offered me a lift. I hesitated but then decided it was OK as long as Roberto and Rodolfo weren’t with him. Jose had been the nicest of them and I kind. There were multiple fun activities you could enjoy there, including an amazing lake. Since it was summer and really hot that day, we had agreed to bring our swimwear so we could take a refreshing dive. I was very happy to see that Ellie was still as hot as I remembered. Her small breasts were accentuated nicely by her skimpy bikini top, while the bottom did little to conceal her perky butt.During the day I learned that she was still together with Mark. I was further disappointed when she also. But… You are right, I deserve this punishment. I want to be a good girl for you…” “See, Ms. Susan, that’s the right attitude.” I couldn’t fail to notice that Susan was rubbing her pelvis against my lap. She must have noticed my hard erection as well. Her pussy was quite excited and wet. “Let me see, Ms. Susan. Maybe I can help you and take your mind of your troubles,” and started to finger her swollen clit. She answered with a sharp intake of air and moaning, “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir..