The teacher looks up at the commotion just as the bell rings. Now kids are jumping up, dodging around the spilled books, notes, papers, pencils. Mary ...s on the floor, mad at herself, her stupid ex-boyfriend, and this kid knocking her stuff. Just then, John falls out of his desk, grabbing for the books, trying to pick hers up as well as his.“I ... I’m sorry!” is about all he can sputter out while grabbing papers and books, trying to sort hers from his. She looks at him. He looks at her. She SEES. However, when he opened her up, he could tell she was like a new book with unwritten pages and a need to discover the hidden facts of life. He had no doubt that she was one of those sarcastic teasers with the vocabulary of wisdom, but the soul of a frightened abstainer from hard, cold reality. She had surrendered willingly. He had to admit that was a surprise to him because of her hard shell of brittle feminism. Then, to top things off, Misty showed her eager acceptance of his dominating need. There was a wardrobe in the corner that held a Sunday go to meeting coat, two shirts with button on collars, and a fancy pair of almost new boots. There was also an almost brand new Stetson, dark brown in color and almost identical to the one Tyler wore in his contests. He tried the hat on and found it was a good fit. ‘Think I’ll ride over past that bluff and see if I’m where I think I am.’ Tyler thought about changing clothes but he was still wearing his action shooting costume and sporting. I was beginning to feel a little hot under the collar, between the thought my undies, the booze, and the porn, I had a raging hard-on that was getting uncomfortable, I reached into my trousers and adjusted my cock into a more comfortable position, Bob noticed me doing this and said "Thank fuck I thought it was only me who had a hard on, i was i to feel like a pervert!", Ian said " no i think we're all in the same boat", at this point Bob said " guys I don't want to freak anybody out, but we're.