Kendall decides she needs to repay your kindness

Kendall steps out of the shower and dries herself off with a towel that you hand her.

"Let's go into the living room," you say after she's dried her petite body and used a hair blower to dry her hair.

You're surprised to see Kendall just drop her towel and she's about to sit down when she spies a pair of high heels. "Oh are these yours? she laughs, as she slips them on.

"The belong to my girlfriend," you say smirking back at Kendall.

She poses with her hands in the air, "Well I hope she doesn't mind if I borrow her things."

This will be even easier than you thought it would be.

Eventually Kendal sits down and you chit chat for a while until you can't help yourself from turning the conversation to sex - you do have a naked teenager sitting in front of you. "So was that your first facial," you ask the popular teenager.

She blushes and giggles, "Not exactly."

"Laughing about it is just about the only way you'll be able to get through it," you say sagely. "That and owning it."

"How can I own that?" Kendall asks.

"Well you know every boy in school will have seen photos of you... covered in spooge, come - I mean as of - Monday. Own that?"

Kendall looks at you like she still doesn't understand.

"On Monday every guy in school will be thinking about wanting to blast their load on you. They'll _want _you. They'll want to fuck you. Their girlfriends, yeah they'll hate you and treat you poorly, but that's because they know that their boyfriends will be trying to cum on their own young faces pretending it's you. That's power you have. You need to own that power."

Kendall wasn't entirely unfamiliar with a girl's power over boys. She understood what you meant - she needs to own being desired and lusted after and the best way to do that was to be an unashamed slut.

She can be a slut, she thinks. She can be a damned good slut, and as a first step she spreads her legs wide open for you to see.

Kendall got her pussy waxed special for prom. It was her first time she'd gotten waxed - the first time her pussy has been this smooth in years. It's my dates loss, she thinks, as she holds her legs spread wide open, basically offering herself to you in not so many words.

"Is this how I own it, John? she asks seductively as she lifts a soft, flawless leg up, putting her bare teenage pussy even more on display to you.

Meanwhile back at the prom, Angela was in the process of being crowned Prom Queen with the star quarterback being her king. She figured out that it was probably her friends that helped get rid of the competition, and she wished she could have had a chance on her own merits, but she wasn't complaining. In fact, she liked the feel of the quarterback's firm hands squeezing her butt as they posed close together for photos.

Back at your place, Kendall had forgotten about her ambitions to be prom queen. They have been replaced by a much more dream of being the biggest slut at school: hated by all the girls, wanted by all the boys. Her first stop would be you.

"I don't understand, John," Kendall says coyly, "I dried myself off, but I'm still so wet down here."