Rebecca walked through the door and I nearly fainted. In theory, she didn't know I was the one in the confessional, and I didn't know what she'd said....But the look on her face gave away her understanding of the situation and I watched her slide quietly into a chair. I did the same and waited for her to speak."We're moving. My family and I are going to Wisconsin. My husband was relocated and we're packing up the last bits today. Moving truck will be here in the morning. I'm so nervous but I. I'd have to buy a new bottle soon.Yes, back to my room. My mother had kept it pretty much the same as when I left. She had moved a big leather chair up from downstairs thinking I might want someplace to sit and read. I looked around in the darkness. Useless football trophies reflected what little light there was from the street lamp outside and pictures of me stared back from numerous photos, always with a damn football. It was useless junk that meant nothing.As usual, when I went to bed I had. "Christine and Ronnie! Wait 'til I get my hands on them," he muttered out of the side of his mouth.Mr Ogilvie went on to outline the responsibilities each of them would have as members of the pupil or student council. He handed out a photocopied sheet that listed the duties and gave dates for various meetings that they would need to attend."And there is an office set aside exclusively for your use. So, you can hold meetings and things like that. You know, discuss what the important issues are. He soaped his hands, again, and started washing her chest. He stayed above her breasts as he washed the front of her shoulders. Ann thought, "At last!" as he started to lower his hands.She felt him brush against her nipples and she exploded into orgasm! Jeff was able to grab her before she fell, but it was a close thing. He pulled her to his chest and wrapped his arms around her as she sagged against him. The feeling of her nipples against his chest was almost enough to set him off, but he.