My friend's mom, Mrs. Bartells, was a very beloved part of the community. She managed work for the school, always making sure events went smoothly. She was well connected and established. Mrs. Bartells had a powerful, dominating, intimidating, and sassy personality. She was a lot of fun but always got what she wanted. She was also very generous; when you came over to her house, you were always treated well. She was an exc...

I rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Bartels quickly came to the door. “Ooh, I don’t remember ordering myself a late-night treat!” she said with a big smile on her face. “Come in.” She took my hand and practically dragged me inside. She was a small woman, but I let her pull me along. She wore dark pajama pants that revealed her cameltoe in the front and her chubby bottom in the back. “You can just go ahead and strip for me,” she...