I thought about having Hanna stretch me out for one of the clips, but I thought that might be something for March to lead up to it.When I went to bed,...I smiled. I could smell sex off my sheets. It didn’t fill me with a sense of loss and I thought it was a perfect way to end the weekend.The most exciting thing that happened Monday was cheerleading practice. I met Tricia before school and after lunch, but I was on my own for the rest of the day until I got to the gym. I changed and went out to. Michael had moved her hand back between her legs and slipped two fingers into her pulsing hole. "Even wetter inside," she exclaimed as she moved her finger in and out of her sopping hole. "A few more should do it," she said. A second later she was smacking her ass again."Ouch!!!" Jenny gasped in surprise and jumped on Michael's lap. Just as quickly she began to respond to the blows, moving her hips up and down on her thighs. There was no sign of protest in her now. Instead she seemed to welcome. We had been seeing one another for nearly a month since our initial meeting in the laundry room and still she was keeping it a secret from her mother until she felt the time was right. I had mentioned to friends that I was dating someone but still made excuses to avoid introducing her to them. I was not sure how they would react. To me Chelsea was a female. Caleb was an alter ego that ceased to exist, even for Chelsea it was a person she no longer recognized. Her mother insisted on calling her. Each night we would talk for hours. About each others day. Talk of what we wore to college, what we ate, to all details. Her voice was such a turn on, but I would always be hesitant to tell her my feelings. Mostly, because I was shy. I would often stroke myself when talking to her, and she could feel it in my wavering voice. One day, she said told me that in the winter break she would be coming to India to meet me. I was really excited to see her, because this would be the first time I would.