Maybe there is something going on with my body.'' He put his face down next to my puss. Then he started laughing. '' Did you put that there? It's a fu...king tattoo!'' Nobody got themselves tattooed in1965, certainly no women who weren't in a carnival or prison. I looked around. Carole was standing next to the bed, with a big grin. ''Amy gave you a little present the other day when she gave you that white tail feather. Can I read it to you?'' I didn't know quite what to say. ''Sure, what the fuck. Since he hated the bike rides he was following Sam’s instructions to a T, no matter how loathsome he felt. He already had the girl’s legs spread and his face was buried into her innocent pussy. Every time his tongue licked and sucked at her clit, Melanie’s naked body shook and wiggled and she shrieked and moaned into Sandra’s mouth.“Just quiet down, relax and enjoy it because you’re going to get it whether or not you like it,” Beth warned the girl. Her mouth attached itself to Melanie’s. " We'd rather you bring Cindy," Sara retorted."Thank you for being supportive, Sara," I laughed. "Now I'm going back to my cave with hurt feelings. I may close the door and weep softly in the dark."Amid laughter I took my coffee mug and went to my office. I knew better than to expect a word from Cindy today. The school had made a big deal about locking out cellphones for the testing days and I knew that Cindy would be the last one to risk her special status to break a silly rule. The rule was. If I had needs I could do more or less as I pleased so long as I was discreet and kept the whole business to myself.I tried not to look devastated but agreed that if this was how she felt, let it be so.I began to look around, but after some weeks realised there was nobody much I could connect with. The years had been quite good to me as I was slim, well toned and my dark hair had just a hint of grey. Some wrinkles had appeared around my eyes when I smiled. But the unhappy years gave me the look.