You’d think she would find someone more amusing to pick on but no, just has to be the new girl. Of course it has to be the new girl. Why should I be...thinking any different? Three new schools in the past two years. They’re all the same, they all have their Ms. Albick’s and their jocks, blonde bitchs, nerds, and their me’s, the out of place awkward new girl. Honestly, everything about me just screams new girl, my glossy new books, old clothes (hand-me-downs from my older brothers), and little. She's even tried to be pleasant to Ashlyn - which isn't easy, let me tell you."She directed her next question to her husband."Did you remember to go the hotel and pick up things for Camille and Andy?" she asked."Yep," Robert said. "I put Camille's things in the room next to Regan's. Tori took Andy's tux upstairs and put it in Regan's closet for now."Now Rita turned to Camille."Did Regan ask you if Andy could spend the night on the boat?" she wondered.Camille nodded."And?" Rita asked."I said it. .she gasped between each involuntary shudder of her body. "not yet my love, but soon...i promise" He continued to skillfully explore her lower body, hot burning kisses on the inside of her thighs, his hands on the outside of her thighs, holding her down...he took his hands and slid them to her ass..he grasped her cheeks in each hand, raising her moist cunt to his mouth. A moan escaped her...it was like he knew every inch of her body, he was such a skillful lover...why couldn't this last. ”“That sounds exciting,” I massaged his ego. “When will you be back?”“I don’t know. We’ll probably stay at his campsite until Monday morning and go to work from there.”“Do you want me to pack you a lunch or anything?”“Nope, we’re stopping somewhere along the way.”I didn’t pursue the conversation any longer, nor did I ask him about the night before. All I was getting from him were negative vibes anyway and I figured he wasn’t going to tell me much. I was disappointed, however, because ever since.