"Alright slut," he said. "Get to class." My pants are ruined," I said not sure what to do.He looked at me with an "I don't give a fuck" look and I wen...t to the doornaked from the waist down except my heels. My slender legs feeling warmdroplets of cum dripping from my ass."Oh, and Mister Washington?" I said stopping at the door. He arched andeye brow. "Thank you for taking care of me."The black man laughed. "My pleasure, Just make sure you take care of myBoys. Maybe you can have some more of. I was very wet, and she put her fingers inside me. I took her hand and I placed it to her own lips. She licked and sucked her wet fingers eagerly, her first taste of another woman’s juices. “I want to go down on you,” she whispered.I hadn’t been sure if she’d want to go that far or not. Lots of women, in their first lesbian experience, don’t want to do that, it’s just too extreme and 100% lesbian. But Martina really wanted to.She lapped at me, getting bolder almost immediately, charmingly. .You're absolutely priceless girl, you know that don't you."Wendy said to me with a smile. "I'VE just about screwed her brother Karlsenseless tonight, while you've gone and kissed her baby brother as well"she said trying not to laugh too loudly. "The entire family thinksWilliam's gay." You give him a quick kiss and say that it was an entirely spur of themoment thing and that he didn't ask you to do it? Look don't sweat itSteph. I'll talk to Lois about it tomorrow, so she knows her worst. The olives in the glass on the bar are for show, not for eating. The bartender’s name is Sam, and I think that’s a perfect name for a bartender. Sam is really, really sorry that it’s a dry bar, and I think Sam is also really, really sorry that he’s got to sit here and play babysitter for 10 hours today. Sam didn’t tell me that, though. He handed me what seemed like my tenth glass of Sprite with a little smile, and then went back to the girls filling the other stools who were trying way too hard.