Soon, brush stroke by light brushstroke, the lady painted each of Faye's nails one at a time. After theleft hand was done, she gently moved it over to...a small fan. She thenbegan to work on the right hand. She moved her right hand back to asmall fan. The process was then repeated on each hand - Faye now hadtwo coats of the dark red nail polish that under certain lightappeared black.The lady then gave Faye a vial of a red drink, which Faye downedwithout question. The lady took Faye's left hand. Worse still was when he would walk out of the shower with just a towel around his shoulders displaying his naked toned body. Often his cock would be rock hard and would bounce as he walked to his room. It was 8 glorious inches of succulent teen meat. Not a vein out of place with a big bulbous head and coke can thick shaft. It would make my mouth water and my cunt ache to just wish I could taste it... to feel it thrusting inside me until it exploded his sweet cum into me.It was really bad when. ‘Get out,’ she said, then raised her voice. ‘Get out!’ ‘Sshhh!’ hissed a voice from the other side of the bookcase. ‘I shouldn’t have come to talk to you while you’re at work. I’m sorry.’ Chris backed away, then made his way through the library. Emma watched him go, confused, insulted, hurt. She was single. Yet again. She went back to putting the books back on the shelf. Family planning books, of all things. Not that she wanted children, but she did want to settle down. Thirty was only a few. That’s a tickler.” She thought for a moment. “Tell you what, since we have given each other keys to our lockers, I will bring my dildo to school tomorrow and stash it in your locker. It will be in a plain brown wrapper (giggle). Make sure nobody sees you take it out. Put it in the bottom of your back pack. Start using it every day.” She giggled again. “It’s much bigger than a marks-a-lot so you’ll have to work up to it. Start with the head then go in a little farther each time until you are.