Good girls are dying to get a little wild before college, desperate to shed their prude image and taste some real sin.

I’ve watched them look at you. Vxxx She dresses less severely than Barbara,
going in for earth-colored skirts with pastel blouses. She stirred her own flesh with
her fingers. She drank more
champagne, then lay back on the pillows. Then she got up, walked across the room, opened a drawer, moved
aside some lingerie, and withdrew a vibrator. What will you drink?”
“Um, seven and seven.”
Barbara crossed the room to a small bar, tuned the stereo to soft
music, and began making drinks while Michele looked around. For her own part, Michele thinks the world of Barbara. They treated me like their own. Though she is self-conscious about it, they jiggle
delightfully when she walks.