’ She mused reluctantly. Lauren considered herself definitely a tomboy. It had always been a part of her. And now here she was experiencing being d...fined as a tomboy, not only as something she kept private and had not even shared with Julia yet. Lauren had factored her general inexperience into her identity. Certainly a grown woman who identified as a tomboy was quite different from the little girl on the playground who could throw a spiral football as well as she could catch one. And simply. He went to where Jake was working and said, "So tell me man what happened?" I don't need to tell you Clyde, you already know. After the game Brad caught up with us. It didn't take ten minutes for Emily to agree to go to the coach's apartment." You're shitting me?" No I'm not." Where is she?" I believe she is still there." Jake said."What time did you leave?" Asked Clyde."I'm not sure, maybe 4:30" Wow! She must have gotten nailed a dozen times," said Clyde."I wasn't keeping score." I knew this. While I was lying there, I thought more about my overall situation. I still needed to call Jennie and talk to her. I had promised to talk to her and it would be good to get her advice. I had only called her once since I’d come home from Sweden. I’d call her before my parents came home today. They were supposed to be home late in the afternoon. Jeff would be home around lunch time, so I wanted to make sure Trish was gone by 10:00am at the latest. If Jeff came home early, that could cause some. Her breasts, B's looking large on such a slender girl, pressed provocatively to either side of the tie, and the thin white blouse fell to cover the waistband of her pleated blue skirt. Her skirt was laid out in a circle around her bound form, half covering her thighs, a rich light brown, dipping slightly between them as they were pulled wide by ropes looped around her knees. Looped twice just below her bent kneecap, each rope was attached to the wooden frame of the bed, keeping her thighs.