I'm here to get a degree, not to be part of the Group. I'm not a brain like Joey and you, but still I've never had a D in my life. But the only reason...I didn't get two D's last semester was because somebody fiddled with my professors' minds." Who, Joey?" Shit! I can't TALK about it!" she spat angrily as she stepped away and faced me. "This is so fucking stupid! I have to quit. This is just driving me NUTS!"Her eyes were damp, and without thinking I gently stepped into her space and hugged her. My entire body on sensory overload, I can't focus on anything but what he is doing to me. My hips start to buck against his fingers as he now has two slowly just fingering me. My moans fill the room. His mouth leaves my breast and finds my mouth as he kisses me passionately silencing me for a moment. His tongue slowly begins to match the rhythm of his fingers. My arms slide over his back my fingernails scratching against his back. I moan against his lips as he stops kissing me. His fingers. When everything was quiet, he peeked down the hall. It was dark, but he could see a thin strip of light underneath his Mom's door. She still used the big bedroom down the hall, the one she and Dad had used before he died. He padded down the hall, barefoot, being careful not to wake anyone along the way.He was thinking about exactly what he was going to say, rehearsing it in his mind the way they rehearsed those sugary songs over and over again. On auto pilot, he opened the door without. But I refused and hesitated a bit to go inside. I told her that I too brought some household stuff and I needed to deliver it to my house and I sit for the tea, I will get late. So she told me to come to her house in the evening as she was also a bit tired and wanted to rest for an hour. I said ok.I came back to my house and started imagining naughty things about my friend’s mom and the feeling of her boobs touching my back. I wanted to masturbate but I didn’t.I had my lunch and took a small.