He quickly moved in offering her a light enjoying her thick lips as she puffed slowly on the end of the smoke. As she drew on the cigarette he took t...e chance to move a little closer and placed his hand on her lower thigh exposed from under her shorts and lightly rubbed his hand along her leg. She looked up flirtively from her cigarette at him her long hair somewhat covering her eyes. “What are you doing,” she asked as she ran her tongue over her lips. “Just thinking of couple weeks ago,” He. And knowing this she gave me a naughty smile.Then she said there is some more topics which can’t be finished in one period so you can come to my quarters on Saturday. She was from neighboring state so she used to stay in the school quarters. There was two days left for Saturday. In these days I could feel some strange in her and she used to giving that naughty smile again and again.On that Saturday I went to her quarters on 8 am, it was just some steps away from the school. I knocked the door. "Sara bites her lip. The old, shy Sara would have found a polite way to stay in a VIP room and end up lying awake at night fantasizing about what might have been."I'd love to sleep with you." Sara says. "No, wait, I don't mean sleep with you, I mean share your bed. No, I don't mean that either." Sara is flustered and having an unusually difficult time expressing herself. "That's still not right, because I kind of do. Oh dear. Can I start over?" she asks. Sara takes a deep calming breath. . "You don't even shave your-your" The word was clearly too horrific for Gemma to utter out loud and she added in a whisper "pubes?" Nope." Sara said, not a trace of embarrassment. "Don't really trim it that much either." That's so wrong!" If it's wrong, why do we have hair there?" Sara replied.Gemma seemed lost at this, and seeking helped turned to me."Chris, what about you?" She asked me, shooting a dirty look at Sara. "Don't you think a girl should be neat down there?"I felt my face flush.