Lab class didn't help any. We were working in the shop on the machines. I was standing In front of the machine. You couldn't see past my torso. Carter...came up next to me, we were watching a fellow student work on something I didn't understand how to do. Carter reached his hand down my leg and began rubbing my pussy through my pants. It took everything not to moan and fall into him. He knew my body. He just stood there messaging my pussy through my pants. I couldn't move or talk. If I did either. I moaned as my body reacted to His voice. "Pull back your clit hood, wet your fingers, and start to move your fingers side to side faster," He told me. I could hear Him breathing heavily as well. Doing as He requested, I hissed out a "Yes, Master" as my body started to vibrate with the need to cum and to please Him. Moaning loudly as my fingers started to glide over my clit, feeling like my fingers are not able to go fast enough, my legs started to buckle. "Stop," He said suddenly. I pulled. I keep my blond hair quite long in an untidy manner, and I refuse to put gel in it. I guess that makes me stand out a bit, some people think my hair is quite feminine and I definitely take a lot of stick for that at school. In fact I think that’s how the whole Chrissy thing started. I HATE being called Chrissy. Sadly only Rich and my family refer to me as Chris now.I looked up and realised my feet had taken me to an abandoned part of the school. A couple of years ago our school managed to. That's what we call pegaming. While we was pregaming we started talking about who will bring home the nicest looking girl. When we got to the club the music was pounding, and the dance floor was packed. I headed strait for the bar to order a round of drinks. When I got to the bar I seen this girl from work. Kathy is her name, I had never seen her outside of work before. Kathy was wearing a red pencil skirt that stop just above the knee, and a black silk top. I had always like the way she.