I couldn't even think!I just lay there for a while quivering and trying to remember how to breathe. I could feel their hands still caressing me, and t...eir lips kissing me. It still felt so good that I would have moaned if I had been able to.Amber kissed me again and whispered, "That was but a taste of what is to come. Now it is time for the girl to pass away, and for a woman to be born within her. Your passing will feel much like what you just experienced, but much, much more intense."I. It wasn't like they were dating but she was glad herparents were both at work, Mom would have had a field day if she knewMarcy was bringing boys into her room. God even knows what Daddy woulddo. Marcy watched as Trey eyed her up and down, even though there wasnt alot to look at. Marcy was a decently attractive girl, if a bit of atomboy at times. She had long brown hair and some modest curves in allthe right places, sporting a hoodie, dirty jeans and a b-cup bra. Marcygot up and walked around. Henry gave her a look of brief but genuine annoyance. "Are you k**ding?" he said, already starting to plant kisses on the top part of her fleshy funbags and reaching his left hand into her bra to tweak one of her nipples. "It took every ounce of restraint I had not to bury my face in your milk missiles and motorboat the shit out of you in front of everyone! How could you shove those puppies into my face right in the middle of class? It's not fair to tease me like that!" He was beginning to pout. Ding. Everyone else quickly packed up and left, as this was the last class of the week, however he remained in his seat; watching her. She noticed, but did not say anything. She had always noticed how Ray had stared, and she liked it. It made her feel hot, and wet. He began to pack his stuff and move towards the front of the class, towards her. When he got there, he nervously said, "Miss?" "Yes, Ray?" she replied. "Em… I…" He was panicking. He was also staring at her. She was wearing a white.