It was strange to think of it. Well, not that strange. I mean she was fifteen just like me and I already had sex with a couple of different girls. Yea..., it was with Maddux's help that I was with the girls, but that didn't take anything away from the end result. It's just that I never saw Maddux with any guy before. She went out a couple of times with guys after school, but there was nothing serious. To see Maddux all lovey-dovey with a guy was strong evidence that she liked this guy a whole. "Listen baby," he said. "You're young. You're allowed to be selfish sometimes. You're figuring it out."I just stared at him. I didn't want to be selfish. I wanted to be like him. "You don't have to be Florence Nightingale to be altruistic. You just have to be you and be willing to...see. I think you've got that covered."I sniffed. Maybe the outburst was worth it to hear him say that. Maybe I didn't do that before, but I sure would now. Enough of this. "Time to make the donuts?" I asked. I had. She was cumming. I fountain of fluid sprayed out onto her dashboard. I walked home briskly and blew a load in my bedroom. WOAH that was hot. Next history lesson I was the only student in the room. I was the only one doing the Year 11 subject whilst in Year 10 and the Year 11's had to attend a chapel service during this lesson. Boy was it awkward. I sat up in the back row while Mrs M sat on a table at the front of the class, deep into her work. I stared at her intently, my eyes unravelling her. When she wore pantyhose, it was almost always without panties. On a lucky day, she would reach to one side, spreading her legs for balance. I could see her dark pubic hair and make out the crease of her pussy. She teased me all along in her bossy teacher voice by saying, “I hope you’re not peaking up my skirt now, Johnny. I asked for your help because I know you’re a nice boy who wouldn’t do such a thing like that.” I felt so guilty, but now I realize she knew the score and was making me.