As I've written earlier, teenaged girls are the dumbest people on the planet. I swear my female children will be in a nunnery until they're 25.It didn...t matter how poorly I treated a girl, there was always another one waiting. Freshman, sophomores, juniors and seniors, it didn't matter. If you had low self-esteem, a hot body and a vagina you were ready to use, I was the guy for you.I didn't care if you had a boyfriend. I didn't care if I was dating your best friend. I didn't care if your old. She let me think, but when we got to the classroom and before we went in, she said, “They didn’t deserve you, you know. Kelly nor Lisa.” She touched my arm and went in. 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. It was more like helping out a friend than it was a Dominant/sub thing. I always told Her that I am willing to do more, specifically I said many times, ‘I will do ANYTHING for You!’ Cindy moved away eventually so the helping around Her house stopped. During several of our chats I confessed various things to Her at the prompting of an online Mistress I had been chatting with. I confessed that I enjoyed wearing lacy things and using a vibrator on my sissy pussy. There were other things of. ‘Don’t worry he’s harmless’ she says.Back in the car Alice drives back to the office talking all the way, you don’t hear half of what’s said as all you can picture in your mind is the size of Richards’s flaccid cock. Over the next couple of weeks you move from round to round only occasionally visiting Richard, each time he tries to grab or flash you being stopped by your work partner and each time you can’t stop thinking about his size and feeling guilty when you start getting damp.Then it.