Really hands on, or rather, hands "in." I thought about that fora second remembering that I'd eaten meat loaf in the school cafeteriabefore: never aga...n, I thought and laughed to myself. Dinner cooking, Iwent back upstairs to select my outfit for the evening. I realized thatI'd have to be "ready" before dinner as I'd never have time to getdressed after dinner had been served. I decided on the red skort andagain began wondering about my motives. I knew Darla loved me in red.Still, she'd already. I was going to drink myself silly, do something I would ‘regret’ in the morning, (though I probably wouldn’t) and Luella would decide that I really was a jerk and stop trying to get back with me. Well, I would get back with tits and ass like that any day, but her personality was just too much to handle. She and her friends were still carrying on as I shoved my books into my locker. ‘He’s just intimidated by how fucking gorgeous and smart you are.’ One, called Sara, said. Yeah, right. I. He wasnt a threat after all. If only they knew. #################### Jenny locked the door shut, took Craig by the shoulders and slammed him, not do roughly, into the wall as she kissed him fiercely, Craig returning the kiss without hesitation. Im a little hungry, Craig. I need some nice, thick milk to tide me over. Think you can help me out, lover? She didnt wait for a reply as she pulled down his trousers. ####################### In the classroom&hellip, Has anyone seen Mr Peters? Miss. God, I want it so bad, I want him in me. I gasped as I felt his hands enter the waistband of my hose. His hands dug further down past my soaked underwear and gently stroking my mound. Christ, this is happening. It was then when I felt the first outside force, touch my clit. Gently spreading my folds apart. My hands gripped the door handles tight. A grin illuminating his face as he drove with one hand and fingered me with the other. Again I gasped greatly as his finger entered my sacred hole,.