I totally loved it.The only other person I danced with was Mr. Ross, my math teacher who was one of the faculty chaperons. We did a jitterbug. A week ...later when final grades came out my solid "B" in math somehow turned into an "A". Go figure!!When 'after prom' was over at 2 AM Eddie drove me home. As we came in sight of our house I was disappointed to see that Mama left the porch light on. I asked Eddie to walk me to the porch and as we were getting out of the car the porch light went out.. Sometimes when I am sat at my desk in front of yours and you are talking to us, telling us about some dead person or another, I am so overcome with need that I stuff my fingers into my soaking pussy and bite down on my fingers whilst I cum before you.Yes Master, I know it is wrong. Why must I do that? Yes, I understand, I am not to masturbate without permission. I am not to cum without permission. Yes, I do need to be punished; I do need to learn obedience and I do need to learn to control. I told mom, “You didn’t do anything wrong. She doesn’t like anyone touching her. Well anyone except me it seems. Or when she initiates it.”Molly nodded slower this time right before taking a huge bite out of one of the sandwiches. I wasn’t exactly full when I finished my food, but didn’t really want anything else to eat right now. Molly, though, did her best to clean out the fridge of the salads and sandwiches that mom had said would go bad if not eaten soon. Once Molly was finished eating she. When we finished the last line of the poem that dealt with the loss of a baby, both our moms had tears in their eyes and were grabbing tissues out of the box Mom kept on the coffee table. Afterwards, we played Canasta until around eleven when Mom declared that Dad needed his rest. He wasn't happy with this, but went along with her to keep the peace as he put it. Brad and I followed his parents outside and when they were gone; he pulled me into his arms and just held me.I kissed his cheek. "We.