"Um, hi, I'm Clare, and are you sure you want me there? I'm new here, just started today." "Oh really? All the better! We actually have a tradition fo...r new girls." Something about how he said the last part of the sentence had me both worried and excited about what the tradition was, but I agreed, because I thought tonight would be a perfect way of making friends. "Oh, and dress slutty too; it's a part of the tradition," he said to me with a wink. "Oh okay," I said, being no stranger to sex from. He put a few preliminary questions to her about her academic achievements that term, as well as some seemingly benign inquiries about her family, her home life and her plans for the future. He then asked whether she had ever considered becoming a nun, and Caroline happily answered in the affirmative, humbly adding that she doubted whether she would ever be worthy of such a noble calling. After expressing his approval of her answer, the priest’s demeanour then grew more serious and he leaned. She found some condoms in my sports bag and immediately assumed the worst. I told her I've no idea how they got there but I'm in for a long night of argument. Can I take a rain check?" She was nothing if not brutal. She wrote back on her smartphone: "Gary... fuck you. Are you serious? You get me all fired up and horny and then when I'm waiting for you with my pussy wet you drop me. Well, I'm not going to let it go to waste now. I'm going to get a rock hard cock in my cunt tonight and it won't. I felt comfortable when I was standing or walking, but when I sat down it rode high up my thighs and made me feel very self-conscious, especially since I wasn’t wearing a thong.I felt the limo lean slightly to the left as our driver got into his seat. He then turned and looked over his shoulder at James. “We’ll arrive at our destination in about twenty minutes, Mr. Moretti.”“Thank you,” James said.I watched as the driver raised the glass partition that separated the front seat from the back,.