After that Mrs. Blaine explained how the homeroom system worked and that she was both our homeroom teacher and one of the English teachers, so we migh... have her for English class. She handed out photocopied school maps and went over school rules and then there was another BONG and she said that was the start of the first class. Everybody started searching through their notebooks for their schedules and we all scurried out.That first day was a bit of a zoo, as we went searching for classrooms. “Just give me a couple of minutes to get myself settled,” Penny replied.Frankie sat back in his big overstuffed office chair and began slowly stroking his cock. Watching Frankie stroke, started a fire in Penny, she needed fucked and needed it bad.Penny began a sensual dance with her hips swaying back and forth, something that always drove Frankie wild. As she did, she slowly stated removing her clothes in a strip tease that quickly had Pete’s cock hard and at full mast again. Soon she was in. I never felt so emotionally drained in my life. My phone would not stop playing my "We Belong Together" ringtone, but I dared not answer because I knew who was on the other line. I wanted to make him feel like I did last night: rejected. I wanted him to feel how hurt the person you love can make you, and I wanted him to suffer.About an hour after the calls stopped, another ringtone played, and I answered it reluctantly, "Hello?'"Hey, girl. Did I catch you at a bad time?" the voice of my cousin. My eyes didn't need to adjust since the joint maintained a perpetual twilight. I wasn't going to look for Cherrie, just head to the bar for a beer, but there she was, facing the dance floor and leaning against the bar with both elbows. One guy in a stool was engaging her in conversation while two others stood in front of her looking down her dress. Even from fifteen feet away I could see half of one breast, white and glowing like the teeth of a black person. If that wasn't enough, her belly.