Chapter 1

"And in conclusion I say to my friends and fellow graduates of Saint Peter's Academy for Young Women, congratulations and best wishes in the upcoming year!" Sherry looked up from the podium, past the sea of excited young girls in caps and gowns and found her mother, Mrs. Linda Suckwell, wearing a low cut Dior evening gown and white sable stole beaming with parental pride. Sitting beside her, Marion, her blonde tomboyish younger sister pinched her cute freckled nose between her thumb and index finger in a good natured gesture of sisterly rivalry.

"So watch out world, our Class of 2005 is gonna rule!".

The auditorium exploded in applause and flying pink graduation caps as her classmates jumped and cheered in unbridled teenaged joy. Even the normally stern nuns danced with their former privileged pupils, joining in the conga line as it swayed and weaved up and down the aisles. At the head of the raucous column of revelry was the beautiful and brainy class president and valedictorian Sherry May Suckwell. Leaving the graduation gowns and the Academy's ivy covered walls behind, they were escorted to the rented stretch limousines by their handsome tuxedoed dates from nearby Exeter Academy.

The Grand Ballroom at the Carlisle Country Club hosted the gala event, and was packed with the political and financial leaders of New England, along with alumni and faculty from the exclusive academy. The papers would later call it the social highlight of the season. After hours of feasting on the finest French cuisine and dancing to the beat of the Black Eyed Peas, Sherry's gold digging mother and gangly younger sister said their goodbyes and departed to the family estate in Manchester by the Sea. Sherry and her hunky dumb All Star football player boy toy Roger Peters, along with the most popular kids from her school snuck out to an unannounced beer bash at his parents place in Belvedere.

Sherry and most of the girls changed their clothes in the downstairs powder room, while the boys moved furniture and set up bar upstairs. Some of the girls emerged in jeans and tees, some in pajama tops and bottoms. Sherry stole the show with her pink baby doll nighty under an equally daring peek a boo peignoir. Although she usually hid her charms under baggy sweaters and long skirts, and she vowed to stay virgin until marriage, flaunting her curves always made her hot and horny. Roger pushed a button and 400 watts of stereo power blasted from the four acoustic speaker towers. He dragged his half dressed date to the center of the room and the party got started. Bouncing and churning with the beat of the music made Sherry's braless nipples stand up proud, and threatened to display her perfect derriere in all its naked splendor. The drooling boys ogled her with desire while their jealous girlfriends looked on in anger. All the attention made her skin blush with arousal, and her little hairless slit twitch with liquid heat. When they finally stepped off the dance floor Sherry wore a sheen of sweat making her pink nightie cling tightly to her girlish curves.

The cold beer and the sweet margaritas made her brain a little dizzy and her body slightly tipsy. Roger led her away from the loud crowd to his bedroom suite, and she smelled the unmistakable scent of marijuana. Sherry and her friends often snuck out at night to smoke pot and cigarettes. The high they got from the pot was amplified by the fear of getting caught. Sherry was well familiar with the pain and pleasure she felt as the Sister Superior paddled her ass.

Roger gave three taps to the door and with two answering taps in return she was in the cluttered, clothes strewn bedroom. The walls were covered with pictures of football players college pennants and naked pinup girls. A trophy case, one desk, two swivel chairs and an unmade bed made up the only furniture. On the desktop was a flat screen monitor, DVD recorders, AV equipment, and a keyboard that Roger's kid brother Billy was busily punching numbers into. Beside him Roger's friend and team mate A.J was checking the security monitors while rolling marijuana cigarettes. He held the all time rushing record and was the only African American student recruited at Exeter Academy. Sherry had heard rumors about his cruel arrogance and sexual conquests. A girl from her dorm had a date with him and three months later was expelled for getting pierced and being pregnant. Roger plopped down on the unmade bed and pulled Sherry down beside him. She was nervous at first, but as she inhaled the potent smoke and odor of cannabis sativa her fears and inhibitions faded away. She was mostly ignored as the guys talked sports stuff and car types. But after a while she noticed that Billy had swiveled away from the computer and was trying to peek down the top of her teddy. He took a hit, then casually held the jay short and low of her outstretched arm. This was a game that she was good at, and she stretched forward toward the smoking joint. His hungry eyes feasted on her tits until her nipples almost spilled out onto his lap. Her fingers lingered in his hand before she pulled it slowly from his grip. Her tongue swirled around her lips, allowing the slender tip to pass wetly past her puckered oval. While inhaling the smoke she laid down until the back of her head lay upon his unmade bed... Her thighs began scissoring together as she held her hit, then parted wetly as she rose to pass the grass along. The already short hemline rose even higher as she parted her knees, blowing smoke into Billy's wide open eyes. The cold stare of the black man's eyes both frightened her and held her mesmerized. She hardly noticed as Roger placed a thin glass pipe to her lips and flicked his bic. "Suck it in baby doll, slow and steady".