This what he did to me this yearalone. First, he filled my locker with peanut butter, then he replaced animportant essay with an embarassing love note...to my secret crush, Maxine.And now that little *#@$%* kid hampster-napped our pet hampster and saidthat I did it! How I hate him.Finally, I swore to myself, "I sware. If that guy does one more thing tome, I will get my revenge. But what prank could I do to then." Just then,Jerry switched the signs of the Boys and Girls bathrooms and ran off.And,. Not very "cowboy" like... not that anyone ever accused me of being one in the first place.After a bit I was introduced to a newcomer at our table named Linda. We exchanged the usual pleasantries, mentioned our jobs and such and then proceeded to join in the conversation going on with the others at the table. Linda was about 36 with auburn hair, and about 36C+ tits. Her jeans were tight enough to be sprayed on. She was not ingenue pretty, but I kept on looking again and again.I got up and asked. This continued on for about a month or so untill one night when it went farther. We had talked about having sex for a while, so it was not a surprise that it was coming. It started off the same as it had the month before. We were touching and kissing. We slowly got completely naked but then instead of laying next to each other like we normally did he got on top of me. First he was just stradling me with me legs closed. We kissed deeply for a long time. Then he moved to my breasts. I held his. A giant smile over takes my face when I concede with a hearty, “Good! What was her response like?” I keep waiting for him to answer and after 30 seconds of silence he just motions his head for me to look at our women. The two beauties’ bodies are slow dancing, pressed tightly together and playfully pretending to kiss the others neck. They are simply blowing on them instead, making raspberries, as they sway rhythmically to the music. It all looks very playful and innocent but no doubt Kyle’s.