It is like they had never seen a whore in her undies before.Once I got to school and into my whore circle, I waited for my clothes to be removed so I ...ould dress in whatever Mistress brought for me. I saw her come toward me and motion for me to remove my shoes. I did and placed them in my bag at the edge of the circle. Then back to stand in the circle on the X.I felt my bra being removed and someone played with my nipples, making the bells ring. Then my panties started going down my legs,. "I hate loud music," I said as I pointed to the door handle, put the bag over my left arm and pulled out a knife. "Open the door Anne, and give me plenty of room."Anne looked at the knife as she gripped the door handle. "You really mean business don't you?" You'd better believe it, now open that door."We both stood in the doorway and looked at the scene in front of us. On the bed was the skinhead with the tail and bouncing on and off his fat little cock was the blonde-haired girl. Laying next. Just so long as it was clear to them that she didn't want to see them ever again."Don't walk way from me," her mother told her, drawing Heidi to turn around. "Don't you even want to know why we're here?" No," Heidi said, walking to her car."What a nice car you have here," Carl commented, as she buckled her son into the back seat, "You've done really well for yourself."Heidi glared angrily at him. "Stay away from me." Listen Heidi," her mother interjected, "The reason why we're here. Carl and I. ‘You’re so sweet,’ she said, as we separated. I left her apartment shortly after that. I know what you’re thinking: she was throwing herself at you, idiot! Why didn’t you boff her brains out?! Not that easy. We’d spoken of love, and I could have proclaimed my undying devotion on the spot, but I’d been burned before. I needed time to think, and re-evaluate everything. A quickie was NOT worth the long-term devastation, not to me, not that evening. I saw her again the next day. All had apparently.