He had been a middling student, earning As in the courses he enjoyed, and Cs in those he did not. He had been in band, and just as he was in everythin...g else, he had flown under the radar. He was a steady, not spectacular musician, and he doubted he would play much after high school.He had never tried to play organized sports, but enjoyed playing softball and football with his classmates on the sandlots and grassy fields at the community park down the road from his house. He was athletic enough. She knew it was more than a dream, knew thatimpossible as it seemed it had been real. And more than anything in theworld she wanted to get back there.Hearing voices downstairs, Julie frowned. Only her mother should be inthe house. Puzzled, she headed out of her room to investigate. ***For a second or two Jenna Samms only stared in shock at the car that hadcrashed through the wall of her living room before rushing over andhelping its dazed passengers out. There. When they had all left Mistress Lynn came back and began teasing me some more. She said how proud she was of her little girl for being so well behaved tonight. (Like I had a choice). She played a while longer and started talking nasty to me. She would pull on my tits and tell me how nice it would be if they were a little bigger, and how pretty my crotch would look without any ugly balls hanging out. I could see her massaging herself at the same time and getting even hotter.She kissed me more,. "We're having dressing rehearsal today. You know what that means?" Why, no, honey, I don't. Why don't you tell me?" "That means I've got to do my anal scenes without dumbing cream," the little 'masochist' crowed. "Teacher says I have to scream real loud every time, just like 'O' would." I'm sure 'O' would be proud. You have the family anus and a beautiful screaming voice. Now get ready, we'll have breakfast in just a few minutes." Okay, Mommy!" Becky flicked her riding crop, "giddy up,.