Banana pudding for dessert today—I want to lick it off your cock.” Or: “I have to go to the library tonight. Please come and make me rub you wit...h my panties.” She had of course long since gone through all the ‘little-girl’ panties’ I’d had her buy, since she usually only wore them for me once before adding them to her scrapbook. I’d told her she could go back to wearing regular underwear if she wanted to but she’d decided she liked them—liked the combination of innocence and sexual submission. . "I'm going to check out the voyeur closets." Annelene responded. Melony walked through the couches slowly examing the men that were sitting in them. Some of them were hiding their cocks under towels or small blankets but one very good looking man was naked from the waist down his thick member sticking straight up in the air for him to stroke away."Anyone sitting here?" she asked him.He looked up at her somewhat surprised but immediately smiled and patted the seat next to him."No, please.". ’ Peter said. ‘You know Miles was shot. so either of the women could have managed it. I’m sure there was conflict, since Miles wasn’t likely unhappy with Jerri. After all, according to Louise, Miles knew that Jerri was the one who turned her on to women. Her uncle was mostly likely old school.’ Trish said. ‘True, but that seems like a pretty weak motive,’ According to Peter. ‘If she is a radical feminist, she wouldn’t need much of a motive,’ Trish said. ‘Well we can assess her probability, but. Hayes said. "You two disrupted my lesson yesterday, but no more. If you have a problem, solve it outside my classroom. Okay?"I shrugged and turned back toward my regular seat. "Thanks, Mr. Hayes." Thank you, Mr. Hayes," Missy echoed. "We won't disrupt your class any more."I watched as she sat down beside me."Can we talk later, John?" Missy asked. "At lunch, perhaps?" I've been eating out by the oak tree," I replied.She nodded and the bell rang."I should hate you, John," Missy said as she tossed.