And Denise too?”I cursed, and sighed. High school, where drama gets pounced on.“Kendra, who told you?” I said as calmly as possible.“I don’t...remember. The real question is why can’t you keep it in your pants?” She said. I sighed again.“What do you know about the story? Or stories that you heard?”She looked at me blankly.“Exactly. You know the synopsis. The summary. I will tell you the story next week in class,” I said.“Very well.”“Representing the National Honor Society, Kendra Jackson and Chad. “I was coming around the corner and heard you say it,” I said. “I laughed my ass off.”“Yeah, fine,” she said. She rolled her eyes and looked to Stephanie in the front seat.“When I worked at the amusement park, a couple of townies found me while I was leaving one night,” she said. “They wanted me to sing them a song. I told them it was one of those ‘tough shit’ moments and they had to buy a ticket like the rest of the world if they wanted to hear me. I ... I always wondered why they just turned. "Uhh Kim, you didn't hear anything when you walked in right?" I asked"To be honest I was too distracted to hear anything" Kim replied blushingI hobbled over to the bathroom and washed my hand and went downstairs. Mom had already set breakfast on the table, eggs and bacon with some biscuts. During breakfast I couldn't help but think of the video and think about my mom and Kim, I didn't want to but I had to admit, they were both the hottest women I know of, Kim, was 18, long black hair with one. I am thoroughly wet now. The cool air blowing gently against my lips, telling my brain how juicy and ready I am. How could I not be! I take the last of the oil and pour it on his member, which has been my target all along. My lustful gaze moved to his face. He looked back at me, telling me with his eyes, ‘I am yours, Kay! Do with me what you will!” I think to myself, ‘Damn right!’ as my hands inch toward their reward. I took him in my hands, slathering the oil all over his crown, his shaft,.