The vision in the mirror was stunning, your prominent nipples were poking through the chiffon and you could see the definite outline of your recently ...haved pussy, which was beginning to ache in anticipation.John gave you along and deep kiss, “you look like some high class whore darling…fucking horny” he gently circled his fingers over my pussy lips, dipping ever so slightly into my sex with a satisfied sigh “darling you really are one wet pussy’d slut.” We both walked down the stairs together,. From where your bed is placed you could see Dennis watching your husband grope your tender melons. Your clit twitches and you tell your husband to close the door once more but his face is already buried into your bosom. You try to get up to close the door yourself but he yanks down your top and begins to suck your breast as his hand is pressing firmly on your thigh. You realize that you can’t escape and hope that this is just a little tease. You try to talk some sense in him but you become. ”“Don’t worry about him.” Brandon said. “That’s a shitty thing to say.”“Sorry to bring it up.”“It’s ok. If something is bothering you I want to help. That’s part of being a boyfriend right?”“You want to be my boyfriend?”“I uh…” Brandon stammered “…I guess maybe that’s something we need to talk about. If you want.”“I want to be your girlfriend.”“Then it’s a deal.”Yeong kissed him.“So, want to talk about it?” Brandon asked.“A little bit.” Yeong kissed his cheek and then sat up, grabbing her shirt. Annie A. was really nice today. I don't know why; she's usually a bitch. Sometimes I have problems with Big Bear, however, he can realize every once in a while I need a kind word. Still at the ending of the first period I really wish I could have a hug from that one special person. *[full name was footnoted again]He got his hair cut, at first it was a shock, but it isn't bad. It looks better at the back. I want him, I love him, I long to be near him. This is more dangerous then wanting.