And across the roomwas Jeanmarie Parker, who was checking out her makeup in the compact she heldin her hand. Jeff caught her eye and offered a shy smi...le. Jeanmarie winkedback.The two had been good friends once before adolescence and peer pressure setin. Jeanmarie was beautiful, smart, and popular. Wavy blonde hair framed aface that could only have been sculpted by angels. Jeff often wondered ifthings could have been different between them if his face didn't always looklike a pepperoni. He loved to dress in the style of a 1930sgangster, wearing a smart suit with a long overcoat hanging across hisshoulders like a cape with the out of fashion trilby style hat coveringhis short greasy hair.At school, he had been a bully; most other pupils tried to avoid him asmuch as possible; he never grew out it this and upon leaving school, hecontinued with these heavy-handed ways. Oliver was watching TV one daywhen he saw one of those daytime shows warning viewers about roguecontractors. If you want to kiss me, you can just ask, you don't have to make excuses like the pie stunt.” She knew I was joking, which helped her relax.She leaned toward me, put her hand on my cheek and said, “OK then. Can I?”“By all means, be my guest.” I replied. I leaned in to meet Nicole half way and as our lips met, fireworks exploded inside me. Nicole's lips were so soft, it felt like I was kissing strawberry flavored silk. I tilted my head as Nicole started to move her hand around the back of my. “It’s my choice, Master?” I winked at Jake. He knew exactly what I needed. He yanked me over his lap and Addison tugged down my sweat pants. I had a new pair of frilly pink panties on and they both groaned. “What did you call me?” Jake’s hand was on the small of my back. My face was near the floor, I could make this better. “I called you Master. Don’t you think this would be better if I was turned around so I can suck Addison’s cock?” I yelped as he brought his palm down on my ass, causing.