Clare went to Drew's game after her community service. She missed the first quarter but got there at the beginning of the second. She found a seat and started to cheer for her man. Drew always looked for her in the stands. He was a bit peeved when he didn't see her before the game, but when he went out to the field, there she was. He could find her perfect face anywhere. He had a grin on his face and was ready to kill it.

Drew scored two goals in the second quarter and one in the third. He didn't play in the fourth since Degrassi had such a big lead.

After the game, Clare gave him a big kiss on the field, in front of everyone. Their relationship was no secret, but the passion they showed was breathtaking. After their kiss, Drew went to take a shower. He needed a cold one after that, and he would be taking Clare on a proper date. Drew drove her home, so she could change. She wore a navy blue dress with a white trim, that showed just a bit of cleavage. He grinned as she came out of her room. Drew wore a black button down shirt and dark jeans. He kissed her, and they got in his car to go to Amelie's, a French bistro. They had duck confit for dinner with roasted potatoes and a mixed greens salad with a warm raspberry vinaigrette. For dessert, they split a delicious slice of chocolate cake.

After dinner, Drew took her to a poetry reading done by the local university. Clare loved it, young writers sharing their work, Drew holding her hand the whole time. It was all surreal. After the reading, he drove her home. The house was empty. They went up to her room and to her bed. It all started with a kiss, but soon, they were naked, making love with Clare on top, and Drew holding her steady. He pulled a nipple into his mouth and chewed softly as she moaned and cried for more. It wasn't long before they both became overwhelmed with pleasure and climaxed together. They cuddled for quite some time before Drew got dressed and drove home. Clare slept soundly.

Owen came by Becky's room at 8 like he usually did. She was reading a book, Of Mice and Men, when he arrived. "Isn't that a freshman book?" he teased.

"I am a freshman."

"Aw! Well, when you're grown up enough, they'll let you read Othello."

"Shut up!"

He crashed his lips onto hers, pinning her to her desk as his tongue forced his way into her mouth. She grabbed his hair, pulling him into her as she demanded more. He used his knee to force her legs apart and snaked a hand between her thighs. She grunted as she felt him rubbing her through her panties, which were now soaked. Her breathing was heavy and his handwork wasn't helping on that front. Her heart was racing. He grabbed her shirt and pushed it up, revealing her bra. He sucked on her breast, through her bra. His hot breath causing her too shiver. He nipped at her nipple, hardening it, and then he switched sided. Becky came, biting into his neck as she crumbled on top of him. He carried her to bed, and he held her as she recovered, her body still trembling. He planted a soft kiss on her lips and went home.

Luke thought he heard someone in the house, but when he went to check on Becky, she was asleep.

Saturday arrived and Jake dropped of Clare at the mall, so she could shop. Becky arrived soon afterwards, and they started with dress shopping. The dresses they first saw were either too slutty or too boring. Finally, Clare found her a nice, sleeveless red dress that was cute and didn't reveal anything. They got her a pushup bra to wear under it, a pretty one at that and matching panties. Becky was a bit embarrassed by that, but Clare told her that she was also a late bloomer. They got her a pair of pumps and some makeup to wear for the night. Next, was her hair. They went to the salon in the mall where the stylist knew just the look. She cut Becky's hair in layers, giving her texture and gave her highlights. "Owen is going to be blown away," Clare told her. Becky blushed.

They ate lunch afterwards. Becky had a question for Clare.

"Can I ask you something, about boys?"

"Ask away."

"Well, Owen and I have been having fun, and he has a way of making me feel really good, but I don't know how to reciprocate." Becky turned beet red.

"Well, there are a few things you can do." Clare explained that Becky didn't have to go all of the way to please Owen, that there were many ways of giving him pleasurable contact including grinding on him, hand jobs, fellatio. Becky never heard this before. Her father didn't let her take sex-ed. Clare explained about birth control and the health clinic. "I'm not saying you have to do anything with Owen, but if you're thinking about it, you should be prepared."

"Could you help me get ready tonight?"

"Of course."

After lunch, Drew came to get Clare and Becky. He dropped Becky off at home and went off with Clare. Luke saw Becky getting out of Drew's car.

"What were you doing with them?"

"Nothing. He just gave me a ride from the mall."

"You went shopping with Clare?"

"Yes." Becky ran upstairs

Luke was not amused.

Drew had Clare tied to her bed, her wrists bound to the headboard, and she was bent over. He was punishing her for missing the beginning of his game yesterday. "You [slap] belong [slap] to [slap] me [slap]." He spanked her aggressively, each slap making her ass a little redder.

She yelped and cried out, "OW! OH! GOD!" but she loved every second of it. Drew took out a cucumber and fucked her with it. The cold feeling in her hot pussy was enough to drive her insane. Just before she was going to cum, he left her high and dry. He waited for her breathing to get back to normal, and then he plunged into her. "FUCK!" she cried out as he began to pound her. He was going to fuck her into submission. He pulled on her hair, bit her, groped her and pounded her as she screamed and shouted and soon, she was gushing all over the place. Words couldn't express how freeing it was to be dominated by Drew. He came deep inside of her and then untied her. They collapsed on the bed and then they took a shower. Drew got dressed and then he went home. He said he would take Adam to see Stacey since his grounding just ended. He would later pick her up later from Becky's house.

Clare did some housework, cleaning the kitchen, vacuuming, cleaning her bathroom and she went to make some lemonade when her mom and Glen came home. "How was hall searching?"

"Too expensive or already booked. We're looking at some more places tomorrow."

"Hopefully, you'll find something then."

Glen went upstairs. Helen noticed Clare's wrists were red. "Clare, what happened to your hands?"

Clare looked at them. "Oh! It's just a little rope burn."

"Why would you have rope burn on both wrists?"

"Tug of war yesterday, you know with the kids at the church. I was the anchor and I wrapped the rope around my wrists to try not to drop it."

"Oh! I didn't know they did tug of war."

"New event."

Helen accepted this answer, tentatively. Clare sighed in relief once she was gone. She wanted to be honest, but telling her mother that her boyfriend ties her up and spanks her would hardly help their relationship.

Clare changed into a long-sleeved shirt before she went over to Becky's house. Luke answered the door. "What are you doing here?"

"Becky invited me."

He didn't move from the door to let her in. "Don't be rude," his mother scolded. "Offer her some iced tea."

Clare smirked. Luke went inside. Becky came down and got Clare. Clare went up the stairs after her into Becky's room. It was very tidy, twin bed in one corner, desk in the other, lots of books, many religious, the rest literature and children's books. Her room was pink with a white trim. Becky was a bit embarrassed by the color the first time Owen saw it. "Do you think you could help me paint it?" she asked Clare. Becky liked having Clare around. It was nice having a girl she could talk to about boys who had a similar upbringing.

"Sure."

First, Becky changed into her dress. Clare wrapped a towel around her shoulders, so her makeup wouldn't get on the dress. Clare got to work and when she was done, she said, "Almost there, we just need one more thing." She went to Becky's jewelry box and got out some little gold hoops, "perfect."

Becky had been transformed. She looked stunning. The doorbell rang. It was Owen, Fitz and Bianca. They all took one car to appease Becky' father, but Fitz left his car near the restaurant, so that he and Bianca could split later.

Luke scowled when Owen came to the door. "You better not do anything to her."

"I won't," he sneered. Nothing she doesn't ask for.

Becky came downstairs. She took Owen's breath away. He greeted her with a kiss on her hand. "You look amazing."

She grinned and blushed. "Bye Mom!"

"Be back by 10PM."

"Yes Mom!"

They were off. Becky's heart was racing the whole way to the restaurant. When they got there, they were put at a table of four. Becky was nervous about eating with Owen's friends, but they were really nice. Bianca's reputation might be smoke and mirrors after all. The dinner was delicious. It was spicier than Becky was used to but the rice and naan helped, also the mango lassi. After dinner, Fitz took Bianca for some ice cream, and Owen took Becky for a drive. He found a secluded area, nothing but trees, hills and stars were out, and maybe some nighttime animals in the woods.

Becky's hand covered Owen's and it sent a jolt through both of them. He grabbed her and kissed her, pulling her onto his lap, his passion bleeding into her. She moaned and muttered as he covered her neck and collarbone in kisses. He was careful not to bite her or scratch her skin and gently caressed her shoulders as he started to grind his hips against hers. She reacted as expected, panting and thrusting her hips forward to increase the contact. She bit his ear and his neck as she began to touch his chest. Her hands delicately unbuttoned his shirt and began to undo the fly of his pants. Owen stopped her. He pushed her panties off and started to rub her.

"Oh! GOD! OWEN!" He teased her entrance, and her outer lips, as she cried for more. He slipped a finger in. She was so tight, and he began to push his way in and out of her. She let out the most luxurious shrill, and then, he added a second finger. His lips found hers, and they kissed passionately as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. She was becoming delirious with pleasure, and she let out a scream as she came, harder than ever before. She was out of breath. Owen still had plenty of time to bring her back home. He kissed her shoulder and held her as she rested. When she came to, she tried to get him out of his pants. "You don't have to."

"I want to." She pulled him out. She had never seen a penis before. She just stared at it.

"If your not ready to...," she started to touch it, a gentle caress at first, then she wrapped her hand around him and began to move her hand up and down, just like Clare had explained to her. He muttered and cursed as she touched him. Her hand was small and a bit cold. Owen liked how big he looked in her hand. She went faster and a bit firmer and soon, he shot his load all over his steering wheel. Becky laughed. Owen shook his head. They straightened up and he drove her home. She combed her hair and tried to salvage her makeup. She kissed Owen on the cheek and ran inside.

He drove home, grinning that he got a hand job from the preacher's daughter. Luke watched Owen drive away from his window. Becky got out of her dress and into the bathroom before he could take a closer look at her. Time for a cool-down shower.

Becky started off sleeping peacefully but had disturbing dreams: demons, banshees and all kinds of creatures there to instill fright in her. It worked.

During her father's Sunday sermon, he spoke of the importance of family and supporting one another. All Becky could think about was Owen and how she wanted him to touch her, how wrong it all was and why did wrong things feel so good. She felt temptation overtaking her mind, and her body and she was afraid of just how far she wanted to take it.

Clare's mom woke her up for church this morning. Clare hadn't been there in months. They sat together. Glenn was asleep and so was Jake. Also, Helen wouldn't have sat with them anyway, not until they were married. Clare noticed Owen sitting in the back. He must really like Becky to be here.

After the service, Mr. Baker stayed behind to talk to parishioners. Clare was ready to bounce. She saw Owen approaching Becky and realized Luke would get in the way. Clare started talking to him about volunteering in a church event next month. Luke was stunned. Why would she want to talk to him? She gave Owen just enough time to catch Becky's attention, and they snuck out of the church.

"My dad will kill you if he finds out," Becky told him as they got in his car. She noticed that he had since cleaned his steering wheel.

"He can't kill me. It's a sin." Owen smirked.

"Oh Shut up!"

They drove off, this time to brunch. Owen got the chicken and waffles.

"Chicken and Waffles?" Becky was baffled.

"It's amazing. You should try it."

"I'll get the eggs benedict."

"Boring!"

She stuck her tongue out at him. Owen started talking about her father's sermon. Becky was surprised that he actually paid attention; she hadn't.

"Am I boring you?" he asked her.

"No, it's just that I wasn't really listening today."

"Rebecca Baker, not paying attention in church."

"Shut up! I had a lot on my mind."

"Like me," he gloated.

"You're a pig."

"That's on your mind." He smirked, loving it when she blushed.

After they ate, Owen drove her home. Well, he parked at the end of the block, so her family wouldn't see him. She grabbed his shirt, pulling him into a fiery kiss before she left.

Owen chuckled. "Becky Baker's got it bad." Then again, so did he. Becky tried to sneak in undetected, but her mother was at the door, "where did you run off to?"

"Breakfast." Which was true.

"We were going to go out together."

"I was really hungry. Dad looked like he'd be talking for a while."

"Get to your homework, young lady."

"Yes, Mom!"

Helen and Clare went to breakfast after church. It was nice to have some mother and daughter time. "I thought you had plans with Glen."

"I do, but that's later."