She walked the halls in a daze before her yearbook final, which wasn’t going to be a major test. It was usually just sit quietly and watch some movi... like The Princess Bride or some other old movie. Baxter waved and she thought about pulling him aside and kissing him. But there was no way - he was friends with Conner and Devin which meant that’d definitely get back to Jake.She stepped outside and found a few people she didn’t know. One of them didn’t look half bad. She decided that he would do. “Sure, Mom.”She disappeared down the hallway leaving her son to sag heavily against the wall, his heart hammering. He told himself just how stupid he was to slip up not once, but twice. She was drunk, though, and there was a good chance she wouldn’t remember it. Even if she did, he told himself, he could convince her she’d misunderstood and she’d believe it. What mother wanted to believe her son had the hots for her? Really?And it was strange that he did, he told himself. As a teen just. Getting samples of the plant was as easy as making a phone call and, with more help from the internet, rendering a few of the leaves down created a clear fluid that they hoped would do the trick was hardly more difficult. How to test it was another question entirely. Zoe's insistence that he give her a small beauty mark with a sewing needle was just not going to happen, not if he had any say about it. Good thing he was the master in their relationship, he couldn't help but think.They finally. “OOOOOOOOO,” I moan and grind my pussy against your thigh. “No, no, no,” you say as you grasp my wrists and hold them together in one hand as you move to your knees beside me. “My turn now, my pet,” you say as you raise my arms above my head and secure them with a scarf I keep tied there.My breath is coming in short, fast pants. I look into your eyes with a questioning glance and see yours full of mischief. Your smile is a bit wicked. “Shush my pet,” you whisper in my ear. Your tongue reaches.