She took it about as hard as I'd expected. I told her as gently as I could, making sure I said "passed away" instead of the harsher "died"—I never h...ve understood why it matters, they mean the same thing, but it does to most people—and her face seemed to freeze except for the tears that started trickling down her cheeks. I tried to take her in my arms for comfort, but she pushed me away."Not now, Jackie," she said in a tremulous voice. "Just leave me be for a little while, OK? I need to be. You're ... well, it isn't real, it really doesn't matter ... And I know it's wrong to think this, it would be wrong to spy on you ... " Tell me. Please? I really want to know. It's OK. It's a fantasy. We all have them. I'm not upset you would spy on me. It turns me on to think you want to see me that much ... " You're playing, masturbating ... That's it. I watch you." Does the thought of that really turn you on?" Yes. ... A lot ..."I kissed him. Again. My tongue wandering into his mouth. His. About an hour later, four of the school jocks came down the hall from where they had been sent for detention after a mild rule infraction. They were all really pissed off that the schools star football players had been in detention for a whole hour! As they walked by the nurse's station, one of them happened to look in and see Susan lying on the examining table.He punched his nearest friend on the shoulder and said, "Hey, Man, did you see what I just saw?" No, Man, what was it?" Some broad was. And both of us wanted it. Next was my turn, I asked for a DARE, and she asked me to suck her loving boobs and sparkle her wonderful nipples. She took a blanket and kept it over her and then slowly let me in, so as to look as if both of us are sleeping under the blanket and then she slowly took her top off and the melons were all for me. I kissed, tasted, made a love bite and pressed them hard with my mouth. She was enjoying it, and I could feel it with her nipples pointing straight up. A few.