You come closer to me and put your arms around my neck and give me your traditional kiss on the cheek goodbye and hug me close to you and say ‘Love ...you sweets’ and then you are on your way . I stand at the curb watching you go and wave goodbye knowing that I would catch up with you through the week for a lunch or two or a dinner and movie which we commonly do so we can catch up and spend time with one another. As I watch your car turn the corner I sigh inwardly knowing how much I love you but. Ignoring her husband whenever he told her anything that had been going on in Claire's life in an attempt to avoid any further arguments about 'his little girl'. She and I settled into an unspoken agreement too- we would never discuss my ex-wife whenever we were together for our sexual shenanigans. That suited me down to the ground I must admit. I didn't really want anything to do with the unfaithful bitch so not even mentioning her was perfect for me.I have to say, I was full of resentment. Since I would hang with the girls a lot, they allowed one boy to come and that boy was me. When I got to the party sex was the furthest thing from my mind. There were about sixteen girls there. All most all of them were seniors except for Samantha, who was also a freshman. Kayla, a sophomore was also there. She was a seductress. If Kayla liked you, no matter how hard you resisted, she was going to get into your pants. She stood at about 5' 5" with a B cup, dark black hair, a small butt and. Almost hungry expression."Looking for something slut?" Janice asked, the sarcasm evident in her voice. "The necklace perhaps."I was scared and ashamed of myself. Weakly, I nodded, "Yes mistress." I shivered slightly as that word had slipped out, almost without meaning to."Mistress..." Janice whispered. "Yes. I like that." Then she announced, "You can look as much as you like, but you will never find it. Yesterday I took it out and threw it in a dumpster." She paused dramatically, adding, "I.