I selected a new skirt and top and took it into the changing booth. I was there in my bra and panties when I was joined by Aisha and Gemma, asking me ...or my opinion on their new clobber. “Hmmm… lovely, very chic!” I said, admiring Gemma’s new red skirt. “Hey naughty!” I said, as Aisha twanged the waist of my panties. ”You just look so sexy!” said Aisha. “I know but…” I was interrupted by Gemma who had decided it was funny to unclip my front-loaded bra and suddenly I was spilling out. In the. She unbuttoned my blouse and bra and twisted my stiff nipples between her forefingers and thumbs . Her hands were cool, mine clammy, and I struggled with the zipper of her tight jean shorts. Impatiently, she batted away my shaking fingers and pushed me forcibly onto the bed. Then she undressed for me, slowly, as if at a model shoot, striking poses first in her jeans shorts, the zipper undone revealing her black panties, then with the T-shirt off, then in her black, lacy underwear. Her body. He had his truck and trailer parked next to the pumps and was fueling both the truck and his Bobcat when I pulled in to the next island of pumps. It was late in the day, getting dark and I hopped out of my Subaru to gas up and head home. I usually stop in the convenience mart for a drink and a quick cruise of the area to see if there are any signs of men in need. This time the usual in and out crowd of truckers distracted me as I paid for my drink. When I turned I noted the man with the Bobcat. I slapped myself mentally. Of course she’s busy. There are seven periods a day and even with one off for prep, she had to be teaching six classes of twenty or thirty kids. She’s not going to set all of them aside just to grade my paper. I hurried on to Health and Wellness and told myself not to be impatient.As if that was going to happen. Ms. Garity pretty much phoned it in. There were big posters up in the classroom with sayings on them. “Never without a condom.” “Just say no.” “The only safe.