Are you gonna kick some ass out there?" You know it," she said. "I'd better get back out there. We're gonna start in about ten minutes." See you after... the game," Jake said, giving her a little wave."Yep," she said brightly, trotting off onto the field, her sexy legs pumping, her large breasts bouncing, the ESPN cameras tracking her the whole way.As soon as Jake and his companions turned back toward the stands, two reporters appeared from nowhere."Matt," one of them said. "What was that about a. She handed me a box and instructed me to go into a small room, remove all of my clothing, put it in the box, and put on the robe hanging on the inside of the door. When I came out of the room, she took the box, marked it with my room number, and put it on a table. We walked into another room where there was a shower with no door, a toilet with a swinging door, a padded table, and a long counter against one wall.She instructed me to remove my robe and hang it up on the wall. Then, she put on a. Eighteen, she said, her eyes daring him to doubt her. I know Im little, but I really am eighteen. I had my birthday last week. My folks tried to tell me I couldnt leave home, but I said I was an adult, and I was going no matter what they said. He smiled. He didnt really care, but he also didnt want anyone looking for a missing child. If she was eighteen, the police wouldnt look for her as hard as they would have if she was younger. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. She followed, and he. She flipped my skirt up, inhaling sharply as she saw that I wasn't wearing any panties. "You HAVE been a naughty girl, haven't you?" she commented, laying one hand on the small of my back so I couldn't wriggle away and bringing the hairbrush down with a sharp SMACK.I gasped a little at the sting, but we were barely getting started. She smacked my behind a couple more times, beginning to get warmed up. "Good girls DO NOT go around showing boys their panties," SMACK, "and they DEFINITELY" SMACK,.