I noticed that there were about eight panties laying on the floor around his feet in the handicapped stall. I stepped in and quietly shut the door beh...nd me. I proceeded into the adjacent stall and his moans became audible. I stood on my tiptoes and peered over the wall. He was so intent on stroking his cock he didn't know I was there. I could see that he held the silk panties up to his face but couldn't make out what he was doing with them.I continued to watch him. He leaned back with his eyes. The pair hooked up again in seventh period English. Xander walked Taylor to her bus at dismissal. She reminded him of his promise to run to the pharmacy.You would imagine the teachers would add homework slowly at the start of school. Oh no. They piled it on the kids immediately. Xander figured he had at least two or three hours of work Monday night. He was supposed to start his homework when he got home from school. He had no chance to go to the pharmacy.It was 8:30 when Xander finally. When we got there I spotted my mother standing rightnext to it."Good, I wanted to talk to you before you left for the day," she said."What's up Mom? We're just on our way to the beach." I figured that out by the way that you were dressed," she said. "Butbefore you go I need to ask a favor. I have to go out tonight with Mrs.Johnson and she needs someone to watch little Rebecca." But Mom, she's just a baby. And she's a girl baby. You know I'm notgood with babies. They cry and they make lots of. .. non, pas la france ... canadien?“ [My goodness! You speak French so well, but the accent ... no, not France ... Canadian?]Tom grinned. “Got it in one, Madam. Sometimes the French think I’m making fun of them with my Québécois accent.”“Non, non! Your français ees quite goood. I weesh you were weeth us longer.”Mr Swithart broke in. “Now that you’ve thoroughly impressed Emilie—Lynette, do you speak French too?” he interrupted himself.“Yes I do, and the two of us can get by in German as well,”.