We had a coffee and a chat and then he said he had to go off to do some chores but could we go to the hotel that night, umm ok i guess, so he rang the...hotel and booked the lodge which is a log cabin set back about 100 yards from the main hotel, wanting total privacy of course, so while he was out i prepped my bag, i packed my leggings, fetish hood, boots, gloves, wetlook top, all my bondage gear and condoms etc.Around 5:30 he rang me and said he’d pick me up in his mini bus around 6:30 so thats. Who are you?"Rising quickly from her seat, Susan, who was wearing a lovely yellow pinafore with a big yellow ribbon in her hair, went to the judge, made another exquisite curtsy, smiled warmly up at him and said, "Judge Callaway, my name is Susan Carlson. I am privileged to meet you, sir." Susan, the privilege and pleasure are all mine," the judge replied. As he had done with the other girls, he took her extended hand, bowed, and kissed the back of it.Susan blushing with excitement and. She stumbled forward and grabbed onto my shoulders to support herself. She turned her head and laid her ear against my chest. She was still breathing heavily as she clung to the man who had just raped her. It made sense though. She was still more afraid of the other passengers on the train than me. She was of course mostly afraid they'd notice what we just did.I stroked her hair to calm her down but I didn’t want her to get too comfortable with me. With my other hand I touched her crotch. " Well, Marge, I have never been attracted to drugs, and I simply don't understand the attraction that others feel about them. I wish that I knew what to do, but I am completely stumped by the stupidity of being trapped by a drug habit."Just then, the bell for the next class rang, so we dumped our lunch trays and headed for class. I wondered if Dad could offer some insight.That evening, we told Dad about the fight in the lunch room and the possibility of a drug war starting in the school. He.