Then, in a single fluid motion, she offered her own hand, and slipped her fingers into the cracks between his. Her touch was almost magical. Josiah fe...t both the cool surface of her skin and the latent warmth underneath. She smiled at him again and then glanced up, taking one last look at the lighthouse, before letting go of his hand and slipping away back into the sea, faster than he could even fully process.He stared at the spot where she had lay, and at his palm where her hand had rested,. It didn't matter that this was her sixth year of being a teacher--she always hated getting called to the principal's office. She probably dreaded it more than the students. It meant either some additional workload, him asking her to cover down for some additional duty or to work a stupid football game. Something usually not good.Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her tenure. This was. Jeff won that first contest, butonly because he could run from girl to girl without having to pant forair as Kyle did.In the years that followed their competition became fiercer and morechallenging. By there second year of high school Jeff's acne cleared upand he received highest academic standing in his class. Kyle had agrowth spurt and joined the football team. He is now a quarterback withthe same weight, but all muscle. To there surprise getting rejected wasnot as easy as it used to. ." He murmued. "Don't stop. You're good at that, babe." Thanks!" It was nice to get a compliment, whatever the situation. It wasnice to know that all that practice he'd done alone hadn't been entirelytime wasted, after all. Steve had always loved it when a girl talkeddirty, and thought she knew what he'd like to hear."Mmmm, god you feel big in my hand. Do you like it? Do you like having alittle girl stroking your shaft, milking the cum out of those big ballsof yours? You want to erupt all over.