"I also want you to remember thatyou have big plans the next two days. Things you have dreamed ofexperiencing I am sure. I can tell you like this ne...w guy, the timingkind of sucks honestly but don't mess up the weekend."I wasn't sure what to say to any of that, so I just said. "ThanksSarah. You know, you look really do look great tonight also." Again, nice of you to notice. You know this isn't the first time Ihave dressed up in the last couple years."She gave me a big smile and a quick hug. Jag kan inte varit mer än 18-19 år då, och min mammas kille, Jasper, var inte mycket äldre än mig. Men jag vet inte exakt hur gammal han var då. Det vanligaste som jag bar då var ju ett par mjukisbyxor och något tajt linne, bakåtlutad i soffan, och tuggande på några chips eller popcorn. Jag zappade mellan kanalerna, ihopp om att hitta någonting bra, men eftersom det var måndagskväll, fanns det som vanligt inget bra på TV. Min mamma var ute och reste, annars kunde hon ha underhållit oss, och. At the entrance a small booth with a guy charging for the ticket. I paid and received a bracelet with a key, he told it was for the lockers and also handed me a towel. I went in and first thing I saw was the lockers… I undressed, covered my waist with the towel, put everything in the locker and went in. It was a big place… jacuzzi and showers (all glass so you can see who’s in), a big bar, some big couches (almost like beds), a few tv screens with porn on and couches to sit and watch, and a. You straddled my chest, securing my hands down with each of your knees. I instinctively tried to pull them free, but you had successfully pinned me down without even trying. You dragged your hands up and down my body, fingers lingering against the hem of my skirt before moving back up to my top. You tugged down the neckline of my top, exposing my breasts. I hadn’t worn a bra to the party, as per your request, and you eagerly began groping me. “You still have a few bruises left,” you muttered,.