"How are you feeling, Lisa?" Ms. Underbust asked."My stomach's a little wonky, ma'am, but otherwise I'm okay. How do mybreasts look?" They're all cove...red up, but your figure looks much better, morefeminine," she said. "Oh, and I have news!" She extended a limp lefthand toward me. A diamond gleamed on her ring finger."Oh!" I squealed. "Are you engaged?" Yes!" To Mr. Steele?" Stupid question, but I had to ask. They'd beenstarting a fight when I left. I guess she won.She rolled her eyes. "Of. Actually I should say I didn’t have the nerve to ask any other girl if she likes to be licked.I looked at every girl I meet and wonder if she was like Aliyah. Nothing good had happened to me since Aliyah. Masturbating helps, it takes off the edge at least once a day. But my memory reminded me daily that Aliyah sucking me was the best.I had gone to school dances and had danced with a number of girls but as soon as the dances were over they were gone. I had taken four girls to the movies but all. I actually looked rather pretty, so I thought. Tonight I would dress as the slut that I was becoming. I pulled on some black thigh high stockings with and shuddered as I felt them against my legs. They always excited me. Always. A matching pair of black panties and bra held me in place. A white leather mini-skirt and black and white satiny top. And my four inch black heels. God I felt so good. I was so hungry. So horny. I knew what I wanted and what I needed. I placed some bangle bracelets on. He almost choked at the sight before his eyes, the whole black and white thing; Mandy’s pale skin and her lingerie, white and black; Mandy and Marcus, white and black; her hand on his enormous cock, white on black. It all was so, so, just right in some way. It dawned on Tom that in this position he was eye level with Marcus’s huge, venous erection. Mandy looked down and saw Tom looking at it. “Impressed?” she breathed. “What?” said Tom. “You are staring at it Tom, are you impressed?” “Yes.”.