I decided to save my breath until someone could hear my screams, my brother began to stroke my body with the oiled glove. At first, I steeled my mind...from the activity between my legs, I shut off all thought and retreated into a mental shell, a turtle hiding from danger. I could feel nothing physical, Carson's hand between my legs was blocked out. That lasted until the bumps on the finger pads of the glove brushed across my clit. The shock was instant, it was as if I had touched live. . Uh ... what?" I managed to sputter out. My shock at being caught only seemed to amuse her more. My face had to have gotten at least a couple of shades redder, which only made her smile deeper."I'm really sorry," I finally managed to get out. "But you're so pretty..." For a fat girl, you mean," she interjected."No, I meant period," I said seriously. "No asterisk needed. And you're not fat. At least, I don't think you are." At that point I was becoming even more embarrassed. I think she sensed. About an hour later I looked for her and saw her leaning against a back wall talking to two of my fellow students; one tall and good looking black kid and the other a slim middle sized Puerto Rican. I knew both of them and knew they were reputed to be real cocksmen. I watched for a few minutes and saw the PR ask her something and he went over and got a good sized glass of the punch. He didn't fill up the glass; until he reached under his jacket and he pulled out a bottle and poured some. “Lean on the table, honey. Spread your legs as far apart as you can.” Moving in close to him, I pressed my pubic mound against his hip bone as I coated my finger generously with K-Y Jelly. Slowly I coated his little brown hole with K-Y Jelly. Moving my finger in tiny circles over his little brown hole, I slowly increased the pressure until Randy relaxed and my finger slipped inside. Slowly I slipped my finger deeper and deeper inside him until I felt that little almond-shaped gland that I was.