"You don't own me, you have no rights over me, and I sure as hell am not going to back out of my date because you're so jealous." You're acting like a... bitch," Rose sneered. "I don't know what's gotten into you since we moved out here..." A BITCH! YOU CALLED ME A BITCH! Is that what you think of me?" I think you're getting fucked up in that head of yours," Rose was losing control of herself. "You need to make a choice, me or him." Oh shit," Danielle used one of the few profane words ever to come. I cleaned up and climbed naked back into bed. The visions of Lori and Mrs. Taylor were making it difficult to sleep even in my exhausted state, but I finally replaced them with visions of Kathy and her sweet smile and drifted off to sleep.Friday afternoon I slipped into my desk in math class, hoping for less stress than yesterday, but wanting Lori to take that same seat again. As the bell rang for the start of class, Lori again came in and shut the door behind her as she took the same end seat.. I made a face like when a favorite aunt gives you a sweater for Christmas. ‘That is a deal,’ I said. She patted my thigh three pats and then walked back into the bar ahead of me so her boyfriend, maybe ex, maybe not, sort of thing, wouldn’t see us together. I finished my smoke and then went back to the bar. I sat alongside the rail at a small two person table far enough away from the dance floor and the music so that a conversation might actually be possible. I sat alone. The waitress brought. I commenced a slow strokingmotion, easing my hand along the shaft and circling the enormous head.The cock was so thick that I couldn't grip its full girth in my hand.Steve groaned, "Oh yeah bitch, you know what daddy likes."He pushed me back slightly so he could see my painted nails trailingalong his shaft as I wanked him. A thin thread of shimmering clearpre-come ran from the purple head of his penis across to my gauzynyloned thigh. Steve reached out and rubbed my pantyhose thighs andthen.