His name was William (Bob) Linger, or as some of the cheerleaders called him, when he wasn’t there, Bob Lecher. It seemed he was always trying to lo...k down the girls shirts or up their skirts. Once he had even walked into the dressing room while some of her girls were still in the shower. Neither she nor any of the girls on the cheerleading team liked him.Part 2: The beginning of the week ;The school had started a new program. The Program in fact, though it hadn’t been started in every school. Our tongues succeeded in mixing it together further and I didn’t know what was happening but it felt amazing. Nick’s breath was hot against my ear as he shifted his body so he was laying on mine. I pressed closer to him while we kissed, I entangled my fingers in his hair and he rubbed his hands along my waist. He brazenly slid his hands up my plaid shirt and ran them along my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly and I couldn’t believe the effect Nick had on me. I always found him attractive. She knows that, so why would a guy like Stan not be interested in her? She’s totally out of his league, so he should desire her; he should want to ogle her.Then Kim knows she hasn’t made it obvious enough. She has to let him know it’s okay to look at her and judge her.Then, before she knows it, she’s round the desk and across the office, out the door, and making her way down the stairs.“Stan!... Stan! Wait a moment, please.”When she gets to him, he’s on the first step down from the landing. She. I rubbed around until I found a wet spot and one of my fingers slipped straight into her pussy. I followed this with another one. I built up a nice steady rhythm finger fucking her with two fingers while still licking and sucking on her clit. Harder, faster, oh yes jenny groaned again lifting her bum off the floor and wiggling around as I tried to hold her down. After what seemed like ages but was probably only a few minutes jenny told me to stop and pulled me back up to the top of the bed. Now.