She parked and we exited her car. I stood there for a second, wanting to chicken out, yet knowing my erotic mind would never allow it. Candy took my a...m and led me towards the door.Once inside the book store I forgot my misgivings about fucking my daughter. Adult book stores have this incredible pull on a persons sexual desires. Once inside, you'll do anything to achieve your own orgasm or to cause someone else to orgasm.I stopped at the counter and exchanged a ten dollar bill for some dollar. " Good, we're just going over some assignments for our classes. Sit down," and she patted the spot next to her.Ms. Lynch was pretty, very pretty. I had a crush on her when I was in her class and, to tell the truth, I always kept an eye out for her around school. She was that pretty. Soft, brown hair, nice figure, boobs just the right size.I heard Mrs. O'Keefe coming down the stairs so I started to stand up when Ms. Lynch took my arm and said, "Sit down, Russell, just relax."Then, my teacher. Hundreds were related to the Loco Waco mess, most of them were threatening. It made no difference and wasn’t going to change anything.We went to the gym, all of us did. It felt good to be able to work out. That had been hit or miss for the last couple weeks. I spent three hours in the gym including thirty minutes in the hot tub and another thirty on the massage table letting Amy Crossman work me over. I needed working over; my muscles were sore all over my body.Amy rarely did massages herself. .......I had just cum on, I thought, all over myself.My clit beginning to buck, I did my best to talk it down in my mind,thinking of nothing feminine, and definitely not a renegade panty-linerthat would suddenly drop out of my jeans.....and in doing so, puttingthat wall up, I managed to prevent heavy flow despite the medium flowthat continued to leak out unabated........as I tried to play mygame..........on my period......in front of about twenty people.It was not a good idea to do this, but, a.