? ?? His mouth was next to my face,and he kept stroking my body while he spoke:?Tell me why you?re such a dirty little slut, Samantha.?I would have to...say it, I knew that nothing else would satisfy him ? andI knew, too, that it was true. ?Because I love cock.?He slapped my butt hard ? ?Call me master, slave.?I moaned ??Yes master. I?m a dirty little slut because I love taking cock,master.? ??I waited, resigned, for his nextcommand, there suddenly came an unfamiliar man?s voice behind me,. Fuck buddies essentially?"Freddie piped in, "I prefer sexercise partners."Both girls looked over at him with fire in their eyes from him butting in. A moment later, he sunk back into the seat."Maybe we will date, maybe we won't... I don't know, Carly, but what you guys did, and then keeping it from me was not cool." Yeah, maybe... but it was just one time, it didn't mean anything more than having someone there. Are you sure you're not just mad because you weren't there? I mean, you've always. Do you normally stay here on those days after your staff has left for the day?" Yes, of course. Being a Dean is very important and time- consuming. Just so you'll know, I've contacted your teachers. They have agreed that they can overlook your attendance deficiencies as long as you pass your mid-terms and finals this semester. I want your concentration to be on the Review. On a more personal level, are you finding anything objectionable about Miss Diggs. She mentioned a certain encounter when. As I played through the interlude, the image borne from the song began to paint a picture of a maiden’s secret to keep. From days of joy and warmth, the song began to stagnate as she learned to steel her heart from the things she loved the most. Small painful melodies were soon crafted as she learned to lie from herself and the mortifying thought of losing what she cannot have. Long melancholic songs hidden underneath the vibrant tune, it was a reflection she wished to deny.As if I was weaving.