All of the emails she had sent Dylan were printed out. All of the emails she sent me, plus screenshots of our chat in Chat Avenue were printed as well... And of course, the video that Dylan recorded of him fucking my Mom in my bedroom would be ready to go on my bedroom television. She must not have waited too long at Publix before deciding she was being stood up. By the time I parked the car down the street, ran back to the house and got everything set up, she was walking in the door, and she had. "Seth, I decided to take our time together up to the next level. Let's go back to my place for the evening." The SUV set a land speed record getting back to her place. She told me to get the wine out of the fridge for us. She was going to change and get more comfortable. I got the wine and waited for Donna. She did not disappoint me. Donna stood before me wearing red cut-out/crotchless teddy with matching thigh high stockings and stiletto heels. She seemed to be a little self-conscious.. ‘You’ve gotta do what you’ve gotta do.’ he said to himself. ****************** Ivan felt lucky to be engaged to Robin. She was a ‘knockout’ by any standard. Tall and statuesque, she was blond and blue-eyed. Her body was toned and her large breasts stood proudly out from her chest. Ivan was required to cup, caress and suckle them on command, but forbidden to call them by name or mention them at any time. Robin had a classic face whose features were accented ever so correctly by the expert. Besides being generally annoying and a massive pervert, he had the special ability to make her life hell whenever he deemed it so. This was due to his knowledge of her involvement in a prank gone horribly wrong during the previous year. So whenever he needed something- homework to copy, the occasional snack out of her lunch, etc., he had no trouble convincing her to give it up. It was a small price to pay, as far as she was concerned, for the shitstorm she was paying to avoid, but that didn't.