.. Fuck who knows, it’s damn near midnight, I’m cut and scratched to pieces, and on my knees in the woods, with a loaded pistol in one hand and an... attack dog who’s acting like a worried mother. It’s a girl, alright.Soon as I touched her, she went still and let me work the wire off her leg. I set the animal down to try and crawl out so we could go home. Thorns wasn’t having it. She just whimpered and nudged my hand then the rabbit. My hand then the rabbit. The rabbit just sat there, why had it. Grading her papers is almost worse. I’m tempted to punish her, being hypercritical, but I end up giving her better grades then she probably deserves to make up for it.”“That must have surprised her,” Joe said.“I think it did,” she giggled. “Or confused her. Maybe my glaring has tapered off, but I get less smugness and more ... interest?”“Rachel likes girls sucking her off,” Belle muttered, “but doesn’t really enjoy returning the favor.”“Cunt,” her friend grumbled.Her friend. Her girlfriend.. We get into his place, and I sit on the couch, that familiar sense of discomfort one gets when theyre in a new place and dont know what to do.I watch as Chris takes off his shirt and changes into a clean one, then switches into some shorts and puts on some music. Looking back on it, I wince at the excitement I displayed when I climbed on to his lap and kissed him hard, but at the time it seemed fine. We kiss, and his hands wander my body, a little rough, just the way I like it. He manipulates. It's about the shade of these tights. Now you could also do white, that goes with most anything, and there's also black, though I think white is more universal..."The sweater was even harder. Fiona still didn't like wearing a bra, and that meant she really didn't display many curves, at least when she was dressed. Fortunately a sweater was forgiving. Danielle decided dressing her friend in a tight sweater would totally escape the whole point of showing off. Instead she went for bulky and.