He sat on the bed in her room and pulled her across his lap. He pulled her skirt up, she was wearing an old ugly large panties. Hema was squirming and...tried hard to get out his hold. Swami held her steadily with his strong hands and kneaded his elbow onto her back very hard. Swami yanked her granny panties down and finally he could see her dark brow bare bottom. He gave a very hard slap right across her buttcheeks.Hema screamed “Ahhhh”. Swami was afraid that the neighbors were hear. He got her. I could feel my heart thumping. I knew tonight was the right night to do this. I made my choice early this morning. I was tired of being a virgin. I thought I was making the right choice in waiting, but it seemed to never happen for me. So, before I could change my mind or chicken out, I got myself ready for tonight. I'm going to lose my V-card, if it's the last thing I do. Now here we are, at his place and we're kissing on his couch. I did my best all night, not to drink too much. I wanted to. Jonas really liked him and agreed with him on a philosophical level. But, Reverend Lofton is a lot more old fashioned. He and Jonas clash on theological issues frequently."Marigold was still mulling that over when they arrived at Mrs. Copcek's house. Approaching her eighties, Mrs. Copcek was still a deft touch with a needle and surprisingly current in her understanding of prom fashions. More importantly, she didn't even blink when Marigold described the dress she wanted and even suggested a few. He recalled most women with whom he’d engaged in licentious behavior always left him with the impression they would like future encounters. It was a comforting comment for him but then again perhaps they only said that to convince themselves they were not one-night sluts. They didn’t appear to understand that he preferred his casual women to behave like sluts. * * * Buck drove to City Hall. He had thirty minutes to spare before his meeting with David Dell and his team. He was at his desk when.