..Came round, laid out on the server room floor - with a headache and Jenny washing my face gently with cold water. It only took about half a second f...r me to not worry too much about my headache. Jenny had one of her blouses on. Damn near see through. With one of her 'cowpoke bra's on underneath that - what's that - 'cowpoke?" Oh sorry. You know the type - rounds 'em up and heads 'em out... anyway - guaranteed to make a dead man rise, and I didn't think I was that, not unless I really had died. I guessing it was french cut panties. This I guess started it all with my my turn on. Thongs other so called sexy underwear arent really a turn on for me as much because u are almost putting on a show. But with high cut or french cut panties it give u that more inneocent look that you were not expecting to show off. I remembered there was an earlier time I was again in middle school and the girls locker room was door had a slight crack in it(not closed all the way) I was walking by and I saw a. Strangely enough I felt more angry than guilty, I wanted cock and Chet came along and ruined it for me . All because he didnt want to put out. Yes, Chet honey, Im just.. Umm freshening up..Ill be out in a minute William tried pushing into me but I just glared at him and pushed him back. Okay baby doll, Ill just wait outside till youre finished Thanks honey William and I stood there frozen until we heard him walk out and the door close behind him. I pulled away from William and turned to face. His tone so assured. You whimper uncontrollably, his husky words painting a mirage of sinful thoughts in your mind. His hunger bordering on the insane as you hear his every heavy breath. The sudden stretch of the lace material against your thighs, followed by a rip as he tears your panties from you in one swift motion. You curse, your body on the verge of submission, powerless to his advances. The erotic feeling of vulnerability causes goose bumps to form across your silky skin. A deep yearning.