She asked, “Wow! Where did that come from?” “I’m sorry. I just needed to get it out of my system. I didn’t mean to be so forceful.” “Sor...y? That was great. I never really had a guy just take me, it was hot.” Amy and I laid in bed for the next hour, just talking about everyday things. Then, for some unknown reason, I blurted out, “I’m having bad thoughts about Beth and her friend.” I have no idea why I said this, and after the words were out of my mouth, I regreted saying it. I looked at Amy and. I looked in and all I saw this girl getting fucked from behind facing me and when she looked up I saw it was her, she looked so wasted, later I found out she was on extacy and multiple shots...so she was pretty much clueless. As she looked at me she smiled as she was moaning with a glazed look. The guy fucking her came in her and got off her and I didn't see but there was another guy off to the side in there too, he quickly flipped her over and slid in her and started fucking her hard. It was. I don't earn enough from teaching during the school year to afford a summer off. But this project is almost wrapped up. Then the regular year gets under way."I lay on my side facing her, my eyelids getting heavy.She glanced at me. "Here, I'll get rid of these. I can't do any more tonight, anyway." She brought the papers into the living room and came back to turn off the light, and she slid into bed and sat up against the headboard. She reached out and put an arm around my head, resting her hand. Next she gave me a pair of white two-inch heeled sandals with cross straps. They looked familiar. "Remember these from that day?" said Karen. "They're Lissa's. She's more your foot size than me, so she said you could borrow." Maybe they did, but the straps were awfully snug. Still, I was prancing around smoothly enough in five minutes. "Sashay now ... Sway your hips, just a bit ... Good girl!" We had practice conversations. Karen said my speech was cute and graceful, my manner passive. We.