She and her two closet friends, Amber and Jennifer, who I called the "two bitches" would typically head downtown on a weekend and spend the day shoppi...ng. She would always bring me something despite my protestations. I had to say my wardrobe got markedly better though.I really didn't care about wardrobe; I was an engineering student into computers and especially robotics. I was also a teacher's assistant. And I also made a few extra bucks developing games for a small Chicago start up.Jessica. He was in a cold wet place, with several suns shining through mist. He shivered, and in the mist surrounding him he could see shapes moving, they loomed above him, he couldn’t make them out, monsters, they would drown him in the mud if he moved, he had to float, arch his back, feet together, breath, slow, steady, don’t make a noise, or the white monsters would get him. He could hear the moans and screams of the ones that the monsters caught. His bladder emptied. They covered his nose and mouth. "I need this so fucking bad," she says, before slamming straight down on to me. She mewls at the sensation, and stops moving, just enjoying the sensation. I feel that I need to arch my back at the feel of being inside her, but I'm still unable to move. Even my moans are damped by the pants in my mouth. She rolls her hips from side to side, letting herself get accustomed to me. As soon as she's ready, she places her still cold hands on my chest, and begins to move up and down. She's shivering,. He then produced a small package and presented it to her."Your outfit for tonight, sexy darling," he stated, "nothing underneath it, naturally."He left the room to let her change. Nicola opened the package, finding it contained a matching halter-neck top and mini skirt, both of gossamer lace, and neither of which would hide anything. Nicola realised she had been over-generous in calling it a mini-skirt. More like a micro-skirt.Top and skirt were both fastened with ribbon, and the skirt only.