We’re different. The rules don’t apply to us. Everyone else is following the rules for a chance to get a few crumbs. They contort themselves into ...hese socially acceptable amalgams, all the while denying their true selves. They lead these ... What did Thoreau say? ‘Lives of quiet desperation.’ That’s not us.This school fascination? You don’t need it. How many times were you in school and just wishing you could be somewhere, anywhere else?”She shrinks and shrugs. But the answer was. I got out of the shower and got changed into a dress but left the underwear off, I didn’t want it to cum and having to change my underwear every time. I got myself a yogurt and banana and sat on the couch and watched tv until I finished eating everything. I stood up and went to throw away the garbage and felt my cum running down my leg.... the got a tissue to wipe it up. Again thinking nothing of it I went on my balcony to check the clothes I hung last night to dry, but for some reason now I. . um, you know. Tanner coughed once he saw me notice Timothy, and he began creeping his hand up my other leg. Both of their hands were now on the inside of my inner thigh, nearing the juicy mound. "What are you doing?" I hissed. "Shhh . . ." Timothy hushed me as he pushed my purple American Apparel skirt up farther on my thigh. Now the only thing separating him was my light blue thong. Tanner reached over and lightly touched my pussy through the fabric and by reflexes my legs instantly spread. After another minute, she even placed her left hand on my leg. Needless to say, I vibrated even more and had to look away too. She laughed again and moved my face back towards hers, but it was relatively close to me.Without any other warning, she kissed me. I backed my head away, but I wasn't about to scream either. I felt more than turned on by her actions, but yet, I still knew I couldn't act much myself. She threw me a curveball, and I didn't know how to respond.I couldn't see her hand, but.