It showed off my whole back right to the tip of my ass. Nathan had already dipped his hand inside, touching my butt.I had gotten a few compliments fro... the men and women and even gotten the evil eyes of some of the older ladies. We had stood around talking and sipping Champaign before being called to our seats. As we sat down Nathan’s hand rested on my leg and I knew I was going to be dripping wet before long.The hors d'oeuvres were little canapes of mushroom Vol-au-vonts. It had truffle and a. As usual, they headed toward the seatsin the last two rows, where they normally held court. But as they did so,the teacher, Ms. Erin called out."Thomas, boys, I got a call from Mrs. Wilson. She wants to meet with youafter my class. All of you go there as soon as the bell rings."The gloom of the day suddenly disappeared. Their plan might still work.It made sense now. Old wacky Wilson needed to time to try to figure outwhat they were doing. She had been caught so off-guard by theirappearance, she. "He's here because I invited him. He's only known about you and Shelly for two days. He's probably more stunned than smug. And where the hell did that slave analogy come from?" she asks rhetorically. "You've got some real issues, girl."I'm sorry," Barbara says, standing up and heading towards the door. "This just isn't working for me, okay?" she says. I watch her beautiful ass sway towards the door while Shelly cuddles back up to my side."Don't let her break our mood, lover," Shelly whispers in. I hadn't caught Ariana's last name, probably because I was too distracted by her self. She is a medium-sized slender girl, with long red hair, clear pale skin, and an interesting scattering of freckles. Her eyes are large and green, her forehead high, her mouth wide and smiling. Ooops, did I say "girl"? I meant "woman", of course. She's nineteen or twenty, although with slim hips and small breasts; I'll bet with her hair in pigtails and the right clothes, she could pass for fourteen.Watching.