Freshmen Jake and Tim were typical virgin boys, trying not to drag their tongues as they ogled the cheerleaders from afar. Jake was - how do you say -...ghastly looking, with a pockmarked face that made people cringe, up close. Tim was fair haired, blue eyed, athletic, but still lean and without meat, and he never let his friend Jake's shortfall be an obstacle in his bonding kinship.Perhaps because Tim was athletic and because Jake had his facial scars, Jake would entice Tim to perform oddball. . not at all, honored Wanderer," said the Cohort with a bow of his head."Ah, then there must be some other explanation as to why your breath is still short. And why you feel obligated to use an additional honorific to my name."The Cohort paused. "I simply wish to show you respect, and to thank you properly for helping me." Then I suppose that is your reason for why you are about this late at night." It was your directive, Wanderer, to ensure Mage Jothan was under proper surveillance. I am. How I love that stuff. My mother once said; “Every little girl grows up to a woman, but being a lady takes effort.” I never forgot those words and they drive almost everything that I do. I am a lady….publicly. Those that know me privately have witnessed, tasted or FUCKED the lustful whore that shares my skin. Shares is being polite. Sometimes, the whore in me claims me whole, and is unapologetic as she ravages and has her way with a man. While observing, all the lady can do is wait, and clean. It was so much fun pissing in Lee's mouth then watching her share it with her mom.“No, Ms. Samuels,” Carmelita said.“Nope, Mom,” Lee just said, bouncing on the seat. “We were just talking about hygiene. I was trying to give Carmelita some pointers, but she's not willing to take some friendly advice.”“It looked friendly,” Aunt Vicky said, her voice flat.“You coming, Juana?” asked Carmelita, grabbing her sister's arm. “It's bad sitting with these girls.”“No, I'm fine,” Juana said, her voice.