All was well at Broadfield until one Autumn day when a new lad named Jay Whistler suddenly showed up, (a late enrollee or perhaps transferred from ano...her school?).Nobody really knew. As everyone was settled in their social circles, he went unapproached for the first few weeks.Then one day on a spontaneous shopping run into Laketown, the nearest populated area, Chad Westbrooke the school quarterback, the tall blonde stallion and social powerhouse of the school ran into Jay at Hanson's. Jodie turned her face away and pushed at his chest."Dane, stop it," she cried."Mom, you know I can't keep my hands off you," Dane said "You look so sexy in that outfit!"He backed her up against a tree and managed to kiss her, his mouth hard and hot against hers. In spite of herself, Jodie felt a sizzling rush of lust. She had a wild vision of her and Dane stripping off their clothes, sinking down on the forest floor, and fucking each other's brains out. God knows she could have used a good hard. She felt her left nipple gingerly. It was still extra-sensitive from the punishment Paul's fingers and nails had exerted on it.She moved her hand up and ran her fingers lightly over the less tender area of her shoulder. She could still detect the fine line of the healing lash-cut, but she was sure it would not leave a scar.When she realized that she was concerned over her appearance, it gave her a small lift. She must be hanging on to some shreds of hope if she could care about how she might. I could not study at all. Then I realized I forgot to take the notes. So I went back to her home at around 2 again. I went to her house and saw a pair of men’s shoes. I rang the bell and she opened the door.Binu: What happened?Me: Forgot the notes.Binu: I’ll give. Wait.Me: Ok.But then I rushed inside to see who it was. I was shocked to see it was my other teacher who had thought me during the other semesters. We then had a threesome. I was fucking her in her hole while she was sucking the other.