Jim smiled at her and she smiled back. He was nice, the mask was nice, her outfit was nice, the desk was nice, giggling was nice. Nice, nice, nice."No... isn't that much better?" Jim asked.Giggling Gretchen nodded her agreement."You don't mind if I fuck you up the ass now, do you?" he asked.She found that she didn't. She didn't mind at all. It would be nice. Everything was nice.She shrugged and shook her head and kept on giggling."I was hoping you'd feel that way!" Jim exclaimed.Then he bent her. What was Isupposed to do about all this? I didn't even know if I was going to havethe time to turn myself back, let alone fix all - or any - of this.I felt dizzy. I had to sit down.Sitting on a bench when you're not wearing anything is a bit of asurprising experience. The alternating bands of cold wood pressed into myskin like a brand.I closed my eyes and just tried to focus on my breathing, tried to avoidthinking about what was going on. This was absolute chaos. Total anarchy.No wonder the. Although her face was serious, I saw laughter in her eyes. The girl was obviously playing with me by teasing me with her ass."Yes thank you. I wanted to talk to you in private where we couldn't be interrupted." Oh, talk to me, what about?" She asked innocently.I felt my body tense up. She knew what I was talking about but yet she decided to pretend as if she didn't."I think you know exactly what we need to talk about young lady," I said in a serious tone.She smiled again, straightened up and. I really got tired of hearing guys say, “If I ever get to fuck her I’d need to nail a board to my ass to keep from falling in!”After school Ashley assisted me when I glued her dildo to her stick shift. She showed me how she wanted it oriented and then I glued it in place. I told her to let it dry overnight and she said that she would. Then I told her about the guys at school and she just laughed.Ashley said, “Don’t worry little brother! I actually like having all the guys in school talking.