What do you think I want to do?’‘Torture me. Humiliate me. Have sex with me.’‘Have sex? Fuck or make love? Which would you prefer?’ ‘I-I g...uess I’d prefer to make love Sir,’ I blushed, and mentally reprimanded myself for doing so. ‘Since it’s my first time,’‘First lesson as my slave. You don’t have opinions. You prefer whatever would please me. Try again.’‘I’d prefer whatever would please you more Sir.’‘That’s better. Now for the surprise. You’re not going to have sex with me tonight,’I was. ..i know that pizza guy,walked passed my window,for at least,half hour,head striaght down the hallway,but his eyes,lookin into my room...god i was sooo,horny!!...well the more intoxicated i would get,the braver,i would get wondering out from my room,in that nitey,i would pretend to run to my car,or ice machine,an when i passed,anyone i acted,embarrassed an buzzed,so seemed like i always,got a smile or a dame girl!!..you get in trouble runnin round like that,...the whole time knowing those. The thrill here is being naughty. Bad. Risky. Someone might see. All day, I want you to think about how bad you’re being. Come on frustratedGrl, I dare you!’ The plaid uniform skirt that they were required to wear in the summer months only came down to her mid-thigh and so she’d spent all day self-consciously tugging it down to her knees especially when she was climbing stairs, and crossing her legs so tightly that her legs had gone numb. It had been a bright and breezy kind of day outside and. Donna and I wouldpick out an outfit for each other and then we would walk the hall as our'runway'! Said Janet."Well, I really hate to break up all this fun but Donna's Mom called and saidlunch will be ready in half an hour. I think it will take the two of you thatlong to hang up all these clothes! I'll call your Mom back and tell her youtwo may be a few minutes late. now get busy girls!" Mrs. Grant left to callmy Mom while Janet and I hung all the clothes back in the closet.We were still.