It seemed to take forever, and by the time he had undone the last button, she was breathless and limp. She slid lower in the chair over the slick fabr...c of the open dress, until her hips passed over the edge of the seat, supported only by her splayed legs stretched out on either side of him."Are you wet?" God yes, Simon. Can't you see?"The dress had fallen away from her belly and legs. He studied the swelling slit between her legs with a puzzled frown."Show me."She struggled to hold her cunt. To the east, about 200 feet away or so, was a couple lying down on their blanket, him on his back, her on her stomach. To the west about 300 feet away was a couple, both sitting up on their blanket. I noticed them watching us discreetly as Barb undressed. Barb laid down beside me on the blanket and got out the suntan lotion. I immediately offered to help her with it, she responded by handing me the bottle and rolling over onto her stomach. I sat on her thighs, straddling them, supporting most. What Angie didn't know was that this was also to be her last day at Richwood High. The danger, after this afternoon, would be too great to leave her there. We all gathered around Mr. Robinson's office to see who was on the hot seat this week. We didn't have to wait long. "Jane Michaels and Tim Johnson, please report to Mr. Robinson's office," came the PA announcement..."How is Jane going to react, going nude with all of those scars?" Angie asked. "I understand she requested it", I said.It felt. I read enough. I decided I needed to confront her with these texts. Leaving the boys downstairs to play their video games, I entered the bedroom where she was laying down watching TV, still in her business-like skirt and blouse, and closed and locked the door behind me. I showed her the phone and told her we needed to talk. She sat up quietly and quite nervously. I started to read the texts out loud, my voice cracking from being nervous, as well as excited. She sat there in complete silence.