Running into the bathroom, I heard my heart pounding in my ears as I extracted the ad with a trembling hand and read it all over again.The ad seemed t... be specifically addressed to me. To be honest, I was full of questions about sex. I had a ton of them.I knew that sex between human beings was obviously intended by Nature for something beyond the begetting of children; but, on the other hand, I couldn't decide exactly what. If it was supposed to be an expression of love, then why did I. I dont want you to see how its moistened my thighs and how desperate I am. I take my hand and run it over my breasts, taking in a sharp breath as I pass my puffy pink nipples. It feels so good already. I slowly work down past my stomach and finally reach my shaved pussy mound. It's no good, I can't hide that this is going to be quick. I've needed this all day, all week, all my life. I use my whole hand to rub my clit. It builds intensely. I move my legs apart to allow myself easier access. I. It was not possible, but I don'tdiscount things until they are properly explained. I could see featuresin these feminine faces that were indicative of my old pals.Minerva had David Crispen's brown spiky hair that always seemed to bestatically charged, Sissy with the bows in her hair had the look ofsomeone who found everything funny like Doug Spencer had, Samantha hadthe confident attitude that Paul Rigley utilized to keep us focused ongoals, and Alicia had that gaze that could pierce anyone,. Underneath were my obligatory garters and fishnet stockings with the 5 inch spiked high heeled court shoes! My skirt was so tight that the bumps of my garter straps were clearly visible if I bent slightly. My blouse was a deep red long sleeved affair with a very tight waistline and quite plunging neckline. My breasts looked awesome if I say so myself, and all of the guys had been having sneaky looks at my attire all morning. I was prancing between desks all morning making sure every guy got a.