" He laughed to himself, thinking that he had indeed been studying too long to even make a joke that silly.Aside from being Head Cheerleader, with the... emphasis on the first half of that title, Donna Perez was the girl most of the male portion of the freshman class dreamed about at night. Dreamed of and, Carl was sure, used as a masturbation image. He knew he did.Opening the door, Carl wasn't surprised that it wasn't Donna come to rock his world. What did surprise him was that it wasn't a. She dared not cry out. Her pain was a small price to pay. He now began to walk around her in a circle, inspecting her. She could feel his gaze as it passed over every inch of her body. It made her feel dirty, unclean. She wanted so bad to please him, but she knew that she may never be worthy of his attention. After a while he walks away from her without a word, and makes his way to the table in the middle of the room. She watches as he starts adjusting the leather restraints attached to the. "“I do not want to go out with other men. I want only you! I will think about it, ok? I love you my sexy blue-eyed devil. Talk to you later tonight, bye baby!"She knew she was not handling things at all. The more she thought about it, the more she asked herself this question; "Was she really cut out to be a trucker's girlfriend?" She needed to be touched and to make love more then once every three weeks. She pandered asking him to change for her, but knew that if she did it would drive them. She held her breath, waiting to see what would happen, and right when she closed her eyes, she felt him blow gently on her breast and then he quickly put the tip into his mouth, sucking slowly and circling his tongue around and around. He was gently nipping, biting and caressing her, loving the small pants that were coming form her. His knee rose higher, spreading her legs further apart, lifting her higher against the wall. With his mouth giving her sweet torture to her breasts, he took one.