“Oh…now it’s my turn. I’m sorry I bumped into your…leg.” I smiled sweetly and naively. He stared at me for a moment, and licked his lips. ... stared back, and dropped my gaze to those lips, biting mine in response and raising my hand to caress my throat. His body tensed and his head whipped back to the front of the class as my teacher asked another useless question. “Relax,” I purred, and this time let my hand drift to his lap and drop there. Something big pushed against my fingers, and I gently. If I have any regrets, it was not dumping at least a third of the booty overboard to lighten the load further to reduce the flooding, but I thought I'd gamble with Neptune and race to beach the pair of our crippled birds right away and do ourselves a proper hull patch job, and then sail towards a pirate friendly port with the full treasure to spend.The Captain's cabin held treasure of a different sort. There was a fine gem-laden cask filled with gems and jewels, and a rarer prize still ... the. "What are you doing here"?You looked down, then to me, all you could say was, "you".Then passion took over, who knows who kissed first, but I pushed you against the wall and kissed my way down your neck, as you began to moan. You grabbed to me, and there was nothing left for us to do, I grabbed your sweaty body, and rips the clothes clean off of you, you were wet already, I see you were happy with what you saw. I kissed down you, then back up running my tongue all the way back down, turning you. “I should have told the truth about Saturday night. I just thought that you’d go nuts and that I could go through with it without you ever finding out.” Peter Mitchell shrugged and smiled at Joanne.“You should know that you can’t hide things from the Head Girl, naughty.” She snuggled into his right arm.“I am really sorry Jo. I would never want to embarrass or make you feel uncomfortable – you know that baby.” Peter kissed her gently on the top of her head.“How’s the bottom?” Joanne Wilson.