"We have two Program students this week, Roger and Cynthia Denison. You both missed class yesterday and you're supposed to be in the Program. Why are ...you wearing clothes?" Sir, we didn't get a chance to give you our passes from yesterday, and no, we're not in the Program," Roger responded as he handed their excuse slips to the teacher."You're on the list here," he said, waving the paper."The list is wrong since we updated it with our declining to participate, sir," Cynthia said."You can't just. I backed up only a few inches and saw many tears covering her face. "Ashley, I would love to see you again, I've literally never had such connections before. Would you really be interested in seeing me again?" With a beating heart and a wet pussy, my feet strutted back towards her. My right hand met her left cheek. "Yes, I would, because of how much I love you too, Michelle. You are more than just a step mom to me now, you are a considerable friend, I promise. You were right, what we did was a. ” He was right. Any other night I’d love to end on that side of town. I had one friend who had a Friday night party and he had it every week for the last two summers. I guess I hadn’t realized just how often I ask for the orders on that side of our delivery radius at the end of the night. “Yeah, no. It is...usually” I was getting flustered. “Just tonight I was going to meet a friend and she’s on the other side of town.” Fuck, I said “she’s.” “OH, SHE IS, IS SHE! - Jimmy’s got himself a. That’s why when Delta Gamma President Kelly Kells walked into her room while Kissy was changing into a skimpy little red thing of a dress, Kissy almost felt relieved. Almost. First was panic, then panic, and some more healthy does of panic. “P-p-p-president! Hi, I-” Makeup products, stockings, heels, and tape go flying all over the single person room as Kissy desperately tries to pull the dress up over her clitty and away from the eyes of her President, but it’s too late, her body was put on.