“You can’t tell me that I’m the problem and then change the subject.”“I’m not!” Jack pleaded. “I’m staying right on the subject. You...��re just not seeing what I’m seeing,”“Then make me see it! Tell me what you meant instead of just blowing on past any kind of explanation!” Will demanded. “If you think it’s me and not the curse, then how is it not my fault?”“If I gave Bella’s monkey a gun, and it went off, would it be the monkey’s fault?” Jack asked. Will stared at her for a few moments, then. I just smiled. I sat down along side him on the swing. He put his left arm around me and we kissed, his right hand squeezed my thigh with his index finger touching my pussy. I instantly perked up and I felt a flood of heat between my legs. I swung my arm around him and dug my fingernails lightly into the far side of his waist and slowly scratched across his chest toward his nipple. I retracted my claws and rubbed his chest and nipple with my palm. We broke our kiss, and I once again folded my. We’re sitting close and her leg is against mine, her jacket is off again, nipples not as hard as before, but my dick came home early from vacation. When she comes back from the bathroom she sits closer, my hand is under the table, I go for the leg — I figured I could blame it on the wine if necessary, but I didn’t think it would be, she was a bit looser by then. At the leg she doesn’t remove my hand at first, but then she moves it away. In my mind I say I’m not playing this game tonight, I’m. How can I concentrate with this boner? I said to myself.I studied. She came back exactly after fifteen minutes. Wearing a tight button up shirt, under neath it was a red handkerchief that served as a bra, she also wore leggings, her panties lacing pops out a bit, knee high socks, and a neck tie. Oh, and glasses. So that was seven clothes on her, and I have ten words. Seven is a passing number in quizzes with ten items in my class so it was her new way of "helping me learn". I'm pretty sure the.