The major caption underneath said 'Naked in School Program - Ya Gotta Love It!'TV was not as liberal as the Net, so 'fondle' was substituted for 'fing...r ... pussy'.Because of a large Hispanic population in Weaver's district, a leering Hispanic man was pictured in the top part of another ad. Under his picture it said 'Have you fingered your daughters' pussy yet?'. Below was similar group of boys' pictures and the caption 'Might as well. They get to do it in school.'There was a good deal of. But that's a story for another day (Entitled "Revenge of the Coeds.")I'm standing at the bar at the reunion chatting with a couple old girlfriends when this what I thought to be a runway model approached me and asked if we could speak privately. I saw the nametag "Samantha Harrison." The only Harrison at our school was Sam the dude. My initial reaction was that this was his wife, although I never figured Sam for the marrying kind.A Holiday Inn hosted the reunion. I let Samantha lead me. " I want to take Tommy to the beach with us."Silence made the bedroom seemed darker and it swelled over us like a blanket. I sighed. I loved Carla's erotic games, but I wondered about her fooling around with a teen like Tommy."Carla, are you sure you know what you're doing?"She giggled, "Not really. All I know is that lately, I feel like I have to push things further and further to get really turned on and -" I don't turn you on anymore?"She placed open palms on my bare chest."Don't be silly,. "Because Mom had to get up early, we soon went to bed.##I woke up refreshed and without nightmares. Oh man, it's just nineo'clock! Middle of the night!I got up anyway, since my bladder left me no other choice. Hmm, my chestwas still irritated. I rubbed it through the soft night gown. That wasthe reason I liked it: It was so wonderfully soft.What was that? There was a small lump. I pulled off the night gown andstood in front of the mirror. Two tiny swellings were underneath mynipples. Had the.