Have you noticed? Just as the climactic scene comes to an end there's aknock on the door or the phone rings? I always wondered what the actorswould sa... if the phone didn't ring. "Gee, Mabel, aren't you expecting acall?" "Why, Heathcliff, yes, from my long lost Aunt Esmerelda. I wonderif she will call?" But I digress. The phone did ring and we both lookedat it and laughed, because we had been talking about coincidences likethat at breakfast that day."Sandi? It's Bitsy Holland. How's Mary?" That. I can't lie. I thought about what it would be like to have Chris in bed even before Kelly and I talked. But, that's about it. I never let it go any farther than that. But, what I did do was let things kinda just take their course and didn't stop anything from happening as I had previously. Not that all that much had ever happened to begin with. Oh, there was a couple of times things got a little close. But, nothing serious.I'm a woman with curves. I have a nice, full 44" ass. A set of 42D tits. "Hey, I didn't finish my homework, can i borrow?" She asked, getting a peice of paper that labeled science, as if she knew I was gonna let her borrow my homework and glanced at my bag. "Sure." I said and handed her the notebook and she grinned, mouthing thank you. I got bumped forward a bit and I looekd over my shoulder, landing my palms on the table. I stared up at Mr. Thompson, the hottest science teacher in words history. He always had his dark brown hair ruffled up a bit, unbuttoned shirt. The grill was hot and ready, we had broken her free from the concrete without a mark on her, she thought we were going to let her go until we walked her to the grill. I cuffed her hands behind her back, and told her that we were first of all going to cook her breasts. Jane and Sadie looked on horrified wondering if this would happen to them as well. I pushed Angela down squeezing her breast onto the grill. They sizzled immediately and Angela howled like an injured animal. She struggled to get.