" She was smiling now, but still crying. "Sorry, Mike - happy tears!" She waved the letter at me. "I'm not used to getting love letters."Especially on... college note paper! Well, well! And Mrs Whitehead buried last Friday. But, come to think, she and this girl had been thick as thieves - always going out together. Never a breath of scandal before - not about Dr Whitehead - despite Mrs W. being older and him with all the girls mooning over him. Well, well.I patted her shoulder and left her reading. .whatever the cost. I thought I was six months ago but My Master has taught me the true meaning of desperation now. And I have learnt obedience, control and patience. I am grateful to Him. I have waited for Him. He has made me wait for Him.?He was lenient the first time I misbehaved, and like all dirty whores, I was truly repentant the morning after.... the morning after I let a strange man lead me silently off the dance-floor, take me outside on to public street and finger my bare cunt to. When I saw her she had black stripes under her eyes and was dressed in a jersey for the game. I took her uniform and went to the men's room to change (how weird). While the other guys had skirts made for them, I was going to be in full dress in a real cheerleading uniform.The other guys had filled out bras with unbelievably huge balloons, but I wanted to look a natural as much as possible. So I stuffed some socks into a sports bra I borrowed from Brandy. I had on shorts because I didn't want to. No thank you followed. “So, I’m here with a girl friend. She’s just a girl friend,” he said. “Whatever,” Leila answered, then checking herself – did that sound like I give a shit? “I mean, it’s your business. I don’t need to know.” Ace laughed and Leila snapped, “Did I say something funny?” Ace ran his fingers through Leila’s hair and she pulled away from him. “It’s not like she’s going to mind,” he said. “Hell, I tell her your joining us for a three-way, (he snapped his fingers), it’s done!.