.for anyone willing to listen. It begins in the hallowed halls of Central High School, where I attended.There was this girl named Tiffany, whose guts ... absolutely fucking hated and believe me the feeling was mutual. As far as looks go Tiffany and I were about dead even. As far as popularity goes, (I may have been slightly more popular, but only slightly). Although I always got good grades, Tiffany's grades were always slightly higher than mine. I used to hate having to watch that bitch go up on. I still had no control over my body. My legs were like jelly. “Amanda, are you OK?” The teacher asked. A deep sigh came out, “yeah, I’m fine.” “Before you leave I’d like to see you,” she said. I finally was able to move and got my books and walked to the front of the room. She was sitting at her desk and looked up at me. “Did you even take the test?” “What do you mean, Ms Robinson?” “What I mean is you seemed a little pre-occupied. Did you at least finish?” “The test – oh, well…” she cut me. Then I found the small hard protrusion of her clit. I began to focus on it until she pushed her face into the crook of my neck and let out a moan that I was sure would wake the others.I slowed my movements longing to reach under the material that separated me from my prize. Then I felt her pushing her panties aside and moving my hand directly to her pussy. Little Annie then pushed my middle finger against my opening. This was too far. I couldn’t allow myself to penetrate her. But her. When she turned it was right in her face,a good sized cock flopping up and down. “Fuck him “ I whispered in her ear “show him what you have” then helped her up and she backed into it. As she put her mouth on my cock her hands braced herself holding my hips and slowly started fucking him. I reached under her rubbing her bare mound with her juices that coated my hand. I knew this one was going to last longer, long enough to get her off I suspected.He had to last ten minutes I would say,when he.