He squirmed. “I have a situation here.” He tapped a pencil on his desk. “I...I don’t agree with any of this, but I have to do what I have to... do, if I know what’s good for me.” He leaned forward. “Bryan, the reason I destroyed your I.D. card is because...” He fidgeted. “...is because...you are going to go to school here at East Side Prep.”I was shocked. “That’s...impossible! We’re poor. We can’t pay for no private school. Besides, I don’t fit here.”“Doesn’t matter, Bryan. It’s already. She said she had wanted to as well but her Dad had knocked on the door just as she had gotten undressed and caught her trying to get her clothes back on. Jess looked at her sister and asked if she would want to try and have sex. It would make her parents mad if they ever found out and right now she wanted her parents to suffer. She asked if I would have sex with her sister, not because I like, liked her, but because she wanted her to know what it feels like. Now I need to tell you Susy is my. "Yeah." You want me to keep going?" Yeah."I was enjoying the power I felt over him. His pleasure was under my control, and I loved it."Not too slow for you?" Just right." I can do this all night."A twinkle in his eye. "Can, you, now?"And then, to this day, I don't know exactly what happened, but in the span of about a third of a second he somebody flipped me off him, around, and, without ever fully pulling out of my pussy, got me bent over the side of the sofa and just started ramming me,. She rubbed her hand on mynylon clad leg under the table, which made me shudder with excitement.I leaned back on the seat to reach for my handbag which was behind me,but this movement put some added pressure on the buttons of my blouseand I felt the one covering the fullest part of my bust pop off andfly across the table, giving everyone a chance to check out my bra! Iquickly stood up in an attempt to protect my modesty, as the guyssitting on the next table started to laugh. Melissa stood up to.