I hid myself partially behind the door.Again he left with a smile and I felt so turned on.The next day the same but, this time I had my blouse undone ...lready and I hiked more of my jeans down. I hid myself behind my door again and let him see my bare bum again and some of my pubes, I even pretended to finger myself and then suck my finger, once again he just left with a smile.The next day when I opened the door he had a magazine with him, it was an XXX magmagazine with scenes of sex, from. I whispered of my desires to my honey. As we sat talking quietly I got more excited. Just kissing him is yum but I wanted have him there in the piazza.We continued hold each other and gradually my hopes started to fade.It wasnt going to happen again this night.The people wouldnt go. I rested my head in his lap and cried silently. He didnt know I cried but I weeped. We must have been there hours because I felt his fingers gently brush my hair off my face. I must have been dozing off. Then I. "I can't do anything other than tell the truth."Christine was caught by surprise with him saying that. She saidnothing to him but as soon as she was able to speak without himknowing, she phoned Susan at the school."I'm sorry that he's taken that attitude Christine, I think that he isgoing to have to be punished and the most suitable thing to do is tohave him spend a term in skirts. It will be an object lesson to allthe boys in the school." That's terribly harsh Susan, is there no way round. At first I did not understand, but then my Grandfather's lessons in ancient Greek kicked into high gear. She was speaking ancient Greek! I told her to wait until we got to the surface to talk, and thus led her up to the surface.Incredibly, she did not need much in the way of assistance. When I got her home, while my parents were away, as you might recall, for the whole of the first three weeks of May. Then she told me her story. I am, due to the circumstances, inclined to agree with her. But.