They would fill the bleachers after school to see him practice in his short soccer shorts, and every once in a while on a hot day he would be shirtles.... Todd’s older sister, Ashley was quite the opposite. She was very hot, but she was also the school slut. She was a junior, and she had already been with most of the football players and now she was working her way through the basketball team. Rumor had it that she had her fair share of the cheerleader squad, but none of them would admit to it. . I rubbed my face, trying to wipe away any fatigue when I heard a huff. It barely caught my attention, but the second huff was much more noticeable. A quick glance over my shoulder and an anxious shock ran up from my stomach. I looked back at the screen again, not sure if I actually saw what I saw. One more slow, discreet look over my shoulder showed I was right. Matt’s pants had been pulled down, and my best friend Jenn was leaning over him with his cock in her mouth.I looked away again,. She bent her knees, knowing the skirt would stretch to show her figure. She shook her sandy blond hair and let the curled waves bounce at her back. ‘Perhaps shoes will say what you wish?’ He was tired of the pretext. ‘No, shoes are a woman’s choice.’ ‘And so is her body, Pierre. Who she shares it with and when.’ This wasn’t in the script, he thought. This was supposed to be an easy conquest. A quick effortless tryst. Would she dare to refuse him? He was considering retreating and postponing. ”Marguerite perked up excitedly and turned to her husband. “Jean! This is our chance! We can leave and forget all about Jacque le Gris, Count Pierre and all of them! We can be happy!”“And how would we live? I would lose all of my ancestral lands, my home, my fortune. We would have nothing!”“We would have each other and our son! We would be alive!”“And what of my honor?” Jean asked.“Fuck your honor, Jean,” Sir Robert declared, “and your pride! Look at you! You’re sick! You’re weak. Jacque le.