So much for that fantasy- which would never happen...PT 2 (@ school)Jane and I had some classes together, but our homerooms were different. We went ou... separate ways, with different things on our mind. On my mind, was the sexual fantasy I had had about the two of us. Homeroom was quite uneventful. I rushed out of the room, trying to find the nearest bathroom so I could cum my heart out. I couldn't stop thinking about Jane. FUCK! I couldn't hold it in anymore. I rushed into the STAFF bathroom,. My hands were shaking as I grasped the handle and pulled it open. I was entering foreign territory.In layout, the girls' locker room wasn't much different from the boys'. Four rows of lockers stretching to the outer wall, with low wooden benches running between the rows and a line of shower stalls on the back wall. I had no way of knowing which locker belonged to which girl, so I'd just have to check them all.I walked into the second row and slid up on the locker's handle, allowing me to swing. “Honey, do you think.” Samantha, who came from a christian household whispered to her husband as she looked up at the sky.“Don’t be silly, I’m sure there’s a rational explanation.” Jonathan said though he had no idea what that rational explanation would be.Charles then turned the wagon into a smaller road where there were cotton fields on both sides.Black men and women worked the fields, some looked up and nodded at Charles and Andre as they rode by.“This seems really weird.” Samantha then. The auction is not for some days, but the buyers will have a chance to look at the goods before hand. Some of them may even be allowed to try them out."Amelia felt her juices dampening her cunt and beginning to drip enough to run down her thighs. Men, lots of them, would inspect her naked; some of then would fuck her; she would be put on display and auctioned like a pedigree racehorse or a fine picture might be in England. She almost had an orgasm at the mere thought.She was then pulled quickly.