He thought about it for a second, trying to visualize what was on the other side of the wall, when it hit him, it was the women’s shower room!!! A l...ttle guiltily, he dropped to his knees and peered into the small opening to see if he could make anything out! If he held his eye just at the right angle, he could see the lower part of adjoining room, but because these walls were cement block, he had about nine inches of brick to look through, which really limited what you could see!!! Not wanting. Who the fuck was this guy?He went on, "Yeah, just look at you. Used to be such hot shit weren't you? Miss 'Gonna Be a Big Star' someday. One of the 'Beautiful People.' Now you're just another dead fucking hooker with no fucking name." He spit a brittle, smug laugh. His cruel words continued. "You and your little clique. All the cutesy nicknames you had for me. Poindexter. Four-eyes. Pizza face. Yeah, I remember them all. Looks like I got the last laugh though, don't it?"Her eyes would have. Shyam and i used to have some night stays at his place and play PS4(yeah, during 12th).Many times during the night stays her mom would give us something to eat and drink. I would stare at those big melons of hers all the time.Once she asked me to collect the books from all my classmates and give it to her. As there were close to 50 books i couldn’t place it on her table. I asked her to take it from my hand and she did so. In doing so the back side of my palms pressed her boobs and i was taken. ”“I guess.” I paused as she released me and turned toward the sink. “Hey, Angie?”She turned back toward me. “Yes?”“Holy shit!”She grinned. “I couldn’t agree more! I have no idea what just happened, but you and I have some weird sexual energy together, some crazy erotic ‘vibe’ or something. Don’t get me wrong, it was great, but I don’t understand it.”“No, me either.” I did, of course, but only to a certain extent. How I could cause her to reach orgasm without laying a finger on her was still a.