The walk home in the rain left her cold and wet, but she was really shivering because of the way Professor Canby had teased her answers in sociology. ...Incomplete, young lady. Did you FINISH the chapter?" the class loved that one!Sniffling, quiet lest she disturb Carrie, Sarah reached the top of the narrow flight of stairs and hung a left into her room. Carrie was home, Sarah heard quiet music from behind her closed door. The older girl was on the phone, laughing out loud. As Sarah fought back. It did not come out again. As I mentioned her coat has a lot of buttons and by the time Lyndia was down to only three she was getting drunk and showing a lot of skin. Lyndia likes me to be in control and if she's been drinking its even better for her.One man was hanging around. A tall dark-haired man had been talking to her for some time, buying her drink after drink. He seemed to have caught on to the button game. As they talked he started touching her standing by her stool at the bar. First. The teenager approached the monkey, bent him over,and fucked his ass good. Over the screams of pain and protest, theadolescent monkey fucked his little captive two or three times beforehe released him, upon which time he went running back to hismother. The monkey's asshole was sore for several weeks afterthat, and it taught him to stay away from older horny males.It also taught him, however, that asses were good for fucking. Hehad watched for as long as he could remember why other membersof. I’d been there for about an hour when I noticed two co-eds less-than-surreptitiously trying to attract my attention. I had absently noticed them a few times, but they were dancing, and I wasn’t, so I hadn’t tried to strike up a conversation. I hadn’t seen them playing pool, and there appeared to be plenty of clear dancing space closer to the bar and everyone else who was dancing, but, for some reason, these two young ladies had made it their purpose to dance near me. I suspected they were.