"I'm sorry I talked," I whispered, leaning over the table. He glanced down at my boobs. I wished I had worn a top with scooped neck. You can't remembe... everything.To make a longish story shorter, my king was still standing after Dr. Button's ten moves, and I was now in the chess club. I played a few games with the k**s, which I lost, and I sat in while they discussed the tournament with Dr. Button. When the meeting broke up the k**s said friendly goodbyes to me, except for Mindy who didn't say. Her parents believed the world had become a vile and depraved place, that keeping her from learning too much about it would keep her pure. She was home schooled, provided with only a strictly curated selection of books and movies and very rarely interacted with anyone her own age besides her twin brother.As she finished her stretches she looked out her windows with a bubbling excitement she had never experienced before. No longer would she feel like a princess trapped atop a tower, today would. He reached down and started grabbing at her cheeks, he was still wearing his jeans and he could feel his penis pushing against the material. Gently he got out of bed and removed his jeans, leaving himstanding in his boxers. Climbing back into bed again he moved his cock towards her bum, rubbing himself against her, he felt his cock go harder and harder as he thought of all the times she teased him, thinking of his cock against her arse with only the material separating him.He didnt know what. The minute his name left her tongue on the end of low moan, he knew that he was lost. He was so far gone that he had no hope of ever returning. Just hearing his name from her lips, in that particular tone of voice, was almost enough to send him over the edge himself. Almost, but not quite. From somewhere deep within himself, he found enough self-control to fend off the explosion waiting to detonate in his groin. She smiled, and sighed softly, when she felt one of his hands come to rest lightly.