The first time I had gone to one of his club nights he had told me how to dress. Tight jeans & t-shirt tight leather jacket, boots, makeup etc. all th... other girls had been dressed similarly too. We had been expected to fetch drinks & food, roll joints etc, while the men had enjoyed the music, looked at each others bikes etc. Us women had been expected to sit quietly & not get in the way. I must admit honestly I had quite liked it. Especially the appreciative comments not only from masters. Bert at age fifteen had the biggest cock in our class and got rather embarrassed when other guys called attention to,it when we showered before physical education, he measured it atbten inches long and seven in width whereas mine was just seven and Daniels slightly smaller, but quite long. When Bert first introduced Daniel into our sexy games we were up in the tree house on a sweltering afternoon with a mighty thunderstorm about to strike. The wind when it caught the heavy foliage frightened us. Ever since that day, I knew she was going to try to get him back. She realized he had moved on with his life and she hated that thought. Maybe she didn’t really want him and the things that split them up in the first place would still be there, but she sure as hell didn’t want him to be happy with me. I was disappointed to hear that he was going to give her a second chance. Once you’re in your late twenties, you don’t change, but she had convinced him that things would be different. The caring. She was looking smoking hot. Her kameez had moved a little upwards and her complete ass was visible wrapped tightly in her black legging. Even her pink panty was visible now. I concentrated on my task and checked her heartbeat. It was clear. But my mind was not. I spent a lot more time to stare at her sexy ass and kept pressing it all over her back. After a while, she said are you done?I realized what I was doingAnd said: no, it’s not clear like this. I would have to check it more precisely and.