Somewhat stunned, I followed.Aside from my breakup with Lisa, the Monday morning gossip was once again about the star of a Del Stevens basement party....This time I didn’t recognise the name, but she was, apparently, a girl in Year Twelve. A sixteen-year-old new to the school this year. So at least I wasn’t the focus of everyone’s attention.Lunch was excruciating. When I’d been with Lisa, our little lunch group had grown to six. Lisa and Lauren joined me and Kevin, and because they were there,. I felt tingles all over my body, shooting right to my nipples, hardening them instantly and making my pussy pulsate. I kind of smiled in a shy way, turned away my head for only the fraction of a second and looked at him again. Or at least, that was my intention. But he was gone. Trying to shake of the intesity of his stare, I took Camille and the quys to the bar, ordered three rounds of tequila shots and downed them within minutes. That, my ladies and gentlemen, is how you start a good night. These blood collectors. One of them’Branson’clubs him over the back of his neck, and they start going to work on him. By the time I can get a word to order the halt, he’s pretty tender. They drag him, and stow him into the back of my car, bruised, and bleeding. His hands are purple because the cuffs are too tight. There was a small crowd that started to gather, but they’ve dispersed, no doubt returning to their black tie affair. I’m done. This was the last case. After today I’m back on the. " Never," she almost spat at me. "You're the only man I want in my bed." That's what I wanted to hear." I smiled and kissed a swollen nipple. "Let's go to bed, Penny; I want you naked under me."She'd lost little of her teenage beauty during my long absence. Her breasts were fuller, firmer even than I remembered, her hips slightly narrower and she'd trimmed the hair at the cleft between her legs. She squealed when I pushed her onto the bed, and she moaned with delight as I put my head between.