She didn’t care.“Listen shithead, th’ knives didn’t work. I got him an’ he barely felt it. He said he’s not ‘natural.’ And if y’all ...want to know anything else, my brains are more useful keepin’ inside my head.”Big Bob looked down at her hands on his suit. She let go and sat back down. The Bobs also sat, looking sarcastically thoughtful.“Do go on,” Bob said. Lana was about to begin, but Bob interrupted. “-- And I’m extremely curious to know if this tale explains why you’re in a frilly sun dress. Both cavities were filled; Laura wouldn’t let Greg use a condom when he took her ass this time. “Leave the underwear you wore today, just wear these under the dress.” Greg gave her the black boy cut panties Dan had picked out. Beside her car, Greg lifted Laura’s dress for one last feel of her sex. He could tell he had made her hot, wet, and swollen. “Go home to your husband, cheating wife.” They shared a last kiss and then Laura was parking in her driveway. The porch light was on and the door. Francine, Brenda and Marcia have all given their assent.”“In that case,” I responded, “I’ll agree to whatever you ask.” Margaret stood up and removed her blazer, hanging it over the back of her desk chair. She took me by the hand and led me to an upholstered love seat in one corner of her large office. “I have overheard many conversations among a few of our older girls about ‘making out and other such,” she told me as we sat down close to each other. “I’d like to feel what it is like to “make. Too small AND you have nothing on underneath” she said in a much calmer voice, “Turn around” she instructed and I tried to do it slower to avoid the swing, she seemed to be staring at my arse for some time just mumbling “Hmm” a few times before telling me to turn back and I was just hoping that my shorts didn’t go the same way as my vest.I stood facing her again and her gaze was burning my bollocks and I certainly wasn’t going to break the silence, she pulled her glasses down and looked closely.