I'd never met him, at least not face to face, but I had seen his picture on Tara's phone. He was handsome, very physically fit, and his smiling face h...d displayed an unmistakable sense of self-confidence (though not necessarily arrogance).After Tara and I had been dating a while, she said she wanted to see her ex again; that is, if I didn't mind. I'd assured her that I had no objections to that at all, and that had pleased Tara. It had excited me very much, because I was obsessed by the thought. I thanked her for her help and said I was lucky to meet someone so kind on my trip. I shook her hand and went in to kiss her on the cheek. I held on to her hand tighter and kissed her on the lips and then pulled away. After my bold move I was going to ask her casually for her number and maybe try and meet her again the next day, but the look on her face was like I'd just turned on a light bulb. She was smiling and her eyes were excited. I mumbled something about a number but she grabbed me by. She took off her jacket and stepped out of the car and stood in the glare of the headlights. Jenna began to sway her hips to the music as I turned the interior light on, signalling to the other car owners that it was ok to approach. The guy that had just pulled in opened his door and got out. From my wing mirror I could see he was bulging in his lycra shorts. I watched Jenna beckon him over blowing him a kiss. He stood behind her as she danced grinding her sexy ass into his cock. I heard the. The size and shape of the sponges made them hard to throw, they wouldn't fly straight, and if you threw them too hard then the water would all fly off in transit.Notwithstanding the fact that the game was clearly rigged to get people coming back for more (it would be no fun if every throw hit the target), I wanted to have a go too."Can teachers play?" I asked the supervising parent who was collecting money and making sure that most of the rules were followed."Sure thing, Miss Granger," he said.