It was … unthinkable! My face---the horror of horrors---My face was in a 15 year old girl’s butt. She wiggled and laughed. She ground her warm,...plush, high school butt right in my face!“Take that, you ‘tard! Your face is SOOOO going to stink! You like that, butt-face?!?” she taunted. “It’s what you fucking deserve! It’s where you belong, you and your whole fucking asswipe school!”I heard the voice of a girl standing near my head and I recognized it as the strawberry blond whose sweater. I didn’t understand why.Next day in the evening we met in the local store where I was buying deodorants she saw me and came near to me and asked what I was purchasing I said deo and she said k. Both got our bills and left while going we took an auto. While the auto was moving our legs came into contact I used to keep my leg in touch with her slowly. She saw me I was frightened. We got down and went into our houses.Next day while I was watching her child came and started playing her mother is. ” “We better get moving then,” I coughed out through bleary eyes. We both put on the clothes we had worn yesterday, did a perfunctory job of combing our hair and washing our mouths out with mouthwash, and hustled over to the courtroom. I had never seen a woman get ready faster in my life, and I almost set my own record for morning hustle too. As we hurried along Katie asked the question that needed an answer. “What do we tell the judge?” “Let’s exchange our clients’ bottom lines, assuming they. I said as long as he didn't do or try anything that would be strange.He said he just wanted to see and feel them, after a short time tothink about it I said ok. I slowly took off my robe that I had put onbefore he got there. As I did I could see his eyes widen and he startto stare at me again. He then reached over and started to feel them andrub them. He asked how that felt and all I did was moan and smile athim.He then did something that really surprised me; he moved closer to meand started.