He broke from the kiss to ask if I was wearing a bra. I smiled and shook my head. "YUMMY" was all I got out of him and his hands went for my 38D tits....The palms of his hands rubbing every so slightly over my rock hard nipples. "Damn baby you could cut glass with those things." I told you, you got me excited. What you didn't believe me?" Not like this."He continuted to play with my tits but never once going under my shirt. Just teasing me by squeezing my nipples and rubbing his palms over them.. Mom had black hair, so I did as well, and she refused to let me color it for some reason."That's up to you," she agreed, but the tone of her voice suggested otherwise."How come you don't like blondes?" There's too many of them, for one thing," she said. "I'd rather be myself, you know?" I guess," I sighed, but that didn't explain why I couldn't be a blonde. I had the eyes for it, we both did, bright blue eyes that would look great with thick golden hair."What's wrong?" Nothing," I said, all. It was going to use Toxic. Uh uh uh… I scolded, deftly withdrawing a syringe from my pocket and shoving it into a vein in its arm. Kreeee! It howled, and the glow that it once emanated died down immediately as I injected it with the clear fluid. Now that Umbreons powers had been nullified, I was free to do what I wished. It stared at me spitefully, and I set the ballgag down on the edge of the wooden bed and, removing one of my gloves, carressed its cheek with my hand. It jerked its head to. “Zach, do you not want to be here?” I asked.“My parents made me come to Taft.”“What did you want to do?”“Work on cars. I had a job at a garage back home and really liked it. My parents said I was throwing away my life and basically forced me to come here. I just don’t care.”“Why not tell them ‘no’?” I asked“You do NOT know my parents. My dad is a physics professor and my mom is an English professor. Manual labor is beneath me, don’t you know.”“So you’re flunking out on purpose?” Kurtis.