Megan M. was sitting in her usual spot right next to me. There was a test so we really didn't talk that much, but I did get to take in her looks quite...a bit.After the test I walked her to her locker and had some small talk. I told her I'd see her tomorrow, then headed to my locker grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. I saw Megan W. Standing next to her car waiting for me. Megan W. was a year ahead of me, a junior, and had given me a ride home since last year. "Hurry up Val, I haven't. All during the conversation Billie kept noticing Uncle Joe now stiffing cock and wondered from the sounds her mom was making if it really was as enjoyable as she thought. With her breast rising and falling from her deepending breath Billie Jo thought to herself no better time than the present. Remembering a story one of her girl friends told her about french women she decided to give things a try. She placed her hand on Uncle Joe's cock and began stroking it slowly. Joe leaned back and enjoyed. I could see it and taste it. I quickly thought of something else, anything else, as I was not gay and wasn't going to do anything gay. I figured I'd be safe as I was sure his fiancé would be tagging along.I arrived, parked and went into the building and caught the elevator up to his apartment. I knocked and Bruce answered and invited me in. It was an efficiency apartment. He grabbed my bag and threw it on the one, only bed. At least it's a queen, as I remember thinking that before. He mentioned. "Less than fifteen hundred is a misdemeanor. You'll probably only get probation if this is your first time gettin' busted." Opening her wallet, he withdrew her driver's license. "Kimberly James," he read. "You from out of state?" he asked, for the first time actually looking into her eyes."No, I go to school here. That's my parent's address. Please! I can't get arrested," she cried. "I'll lose my scholarship. My parents will kill me." She looked at him pleadingly, tears welling up in her.