I look over at her and see a dreamy smile on her face, I watch as she brings a hand up to her breast and starts to play with her nipples alternating b...tween the two hard nubs while her other hand continues to stroke her pussy.“That was so fucking hot.” She says with a soft moan.“You were watching?” I snap annoyed with her.“Only since she asked you to slap her.” She tells me with a smile, “I might have to get you to do the same to me.”“If you want me to.” I tell her.“I do want.” She walks toward. I babbled on aboutthe uniform and the routine and she was really sweet with me.I suppose I've become completely feminine in thought and attitude, but its hardfor me to judge that. I'm certainly more emotional and have cried several timessince my first pee. I suppose I'm more interested in clothes and fashions now,but then I have to be. I'm fascinated by the gossip and intrigue of the dormsand have no difficulty in fancying boys. Being a teenager again is a biggerchange. I've rediscovered. " I hope you gave him hell." I felt like punching him." Linda crossed her arms, then mumbled, "Anyway. He might moan, but he always comes home on time, or there abouts." Good." But there's more trouble on the horizon. He's thirty this year, and wants to go to Vegas." You don't wanna go?" Of course I would. But Jake ain't inviting me. He just wants to go with his boys." Vegas is the city of sin." From a selfish point of view, this was a rich source entertainment for me. I'm obsessed with Linda.. " I jumped in the passenger seat, and we took off."My parents are both at work, and they shouldn't be home for a while," Dave said. "No problem," I said, as we pulled into the driveway."Come on in," said Dave. "I'll only be a minute."We entered through the back door into the kitchen where he handed me a beer and took one for himself."It's okay, I bought the beers, they're mine. I just left some in the fridge. You hang out here, and I'll be back in a few minutes."He disappeared and I sat there.