I knew exactly which one she was talking about. The thong in question had a black cotton triangle on the front, the waist band was made of what could ...nly be described as a piece of black cord as was the the back part which disappeared deliciously between her firm butt cheeks.ME: Wow. Wish I could have seen that. K: Yeah, it's a shame you're not here, you could have bent me over the bed and fucked me... ME: I have an idea. I'll get back to you.At the time my manager was on suspension, so I was. He was going at it and getting close to cumming. He closed his eyes imagining being out there with them fooling around."Oh my, Mr. Potts. Are you having fun?" he heard and looked up to see Cindy standing there in the doorway that he had left open."Cindy, what the… get out of here. What are you doing?" he said turning completely red with the embarrassment of being caught with his hard cock in his hand, dribbling pre-cum, moments away from cumming."What am I doing? What are you doing? Is that big. Are you anywhere near the exit?" I can be there in just about a minute." Okay, you stand there by the exit and I'll be there in about that minute. Jump in as I roll up and we'll head ourselves north bound."I figured it was somebody just screwing with me on the CB, yanking my chain. I didn't expect anybody to be at the exit when I got there. I was wrong.There she stood, a slender girl with shoulder length red hair, a plaid button up shirt, black Levi jeans, and sneakers. She looked like she was. They used to strut around the school like they owned the place, like we had all come there that day for their benefit. They usually always found me, Friesen Alexander and his gang. Sometimes I think they actually looked for me. They caught up to me that day while I was on my way to the washroom. I felt myself pushed into the concrete wall and Friesen got up in my face about me walking down his hallway. It was the usual bullshit."Look at him. He's scared!" his friend Daryl said."Of course he's.