I had her cell number now so with the picture attached I texted, "U look spacey. Naughty girl!"Five minutes later I received back, "Who is this?" Some...one who knows UR a bad girl." What do U want?" Nothing. Everything," I vaguely replied.I didn't get a response for over five minutes, so I texted again."Brianna?" Go away!" I have more pictures." I attached another one of her taking a drag."So what!" You wouldn't want people to know about this." Fuck off!" she replied.The response rattled me. It. An Italian guy named Franco, who I assumed to be the manager, or whatever they called him, watched intently.They liked what they saw, and I provided them a list of what they would need to buy. I included a large magnet on the list because Andreas had asked about erasing floppy disks quickly. I disassembled the computer and put it into the boxes we had used to bring it here. As we were walking out, I noticed a wall full of pictures of girls and saw two girls that I knew were current Milford High. She ignored the gasps from around the room. I was closest and she approached me with a large piece and held it under my nose."Geeze, you're beautiful," I said, ignoring the pizza. She laughed lightly at the compliment and pushed the pizza to my lips. "Open up," she said kindly. I obediently opened my mouth and she stuck the pointed end in my mouth. I bit off the tip and chewed appreciatively."Thank you," I said gratefully. Her eyes sparkled and her smile was genuine. I couldn't take my. I run my mouth around your tits, my tongue around the edge of the nipples before drawing each one into my mouth, my hand teasing the other one. I start to work my way down to your stomach, my chest resting on your clit. Your hips rising, grinding against my undershirt. I kiss your ribs, your stomach, your belly button and hips. You giggle and gasp at my teeth and tongue teasing you. I work my way lower, to your swollen little clit. It feels hard on my tongue, the juices taste sweet. I can hear.