"I started shagging Vee, taking long slow strokes to start with, then speeding up and shortening the strokes, banging my balls against her clitoris on...each push. Fairly soon - she was quite worked up already - I could see the telltale blush starting. I pointed it out to Adrian and Sheila. Then I upped the rate, trying to snap my hips to give Vee extra stimulation. When she was gasping, I repeated my previous trick of moving my hands to her boobs and giving her nipples a gentle tweak. Vee howled. She was in 9th grade so I’m guessing that she was 16. What really turned me on was how skinny she was. She would wear these loose socks that nearly covered her shoes from the overlap, yet she’d hike up her skirt and show off her sexy, skinny legs. She pretty much hated me because 1) I was a teacher, and 2) she didn’t speak a word of English. I remember before I came to Japan I always thought that Japanese students behaved well and listened to every word the teacher said. Nope.. “We haven’t brought these up previously as many doubted that you would be successful. Have a seat Gentlemen, while I send for my S-3. He has been working with the President and members of the Congress on items to be included in any surrender documents or treaty.”“We are working on surrender documents, sir, not a treaty,” Ken reminded him. “Treaties are made between Nations, and are not the province of Generals who only control armies.” Still we reviewed a number of suggestions from them on how. Not what one would expect... and my brother was in the 101st... he taught me what can only be described as "ninja mind" concealment tricks (yep, they fukin' work!) but it was difficult... my thigh highs were kind of shimmery, and i was wearing my shiny black pvc moto jacket... jeeze... but i am still feeling a bit shiny:) ... with much ducking, slinking, shuffling and hard mind lock concentrating, i got the fuk away after a block-long strategic sprint (silently, in the same boots I wore to you.