. The PresentChecking with Rambo to be sure the guards weren't walking around, being as quiet as possible I began dragging all my equipment from the d...mpster into the janitor's room. That was harder than I'd anticipated. I was running on empty as the last carton was dragged through the tunnel. My hands, knees and other more tender parts of my body were scrapped and sore. I should have put on my clothes, but this janitor's space I'd broken into wasn't air conditioned and it was just too.... I went up to the bar for the drinks and as I waited to be served this yummy mummy sort came up behind me. I had noticed her as soon as we had entered the place. Most of the females in the Ambassador were wearing tarty clothes, usually five years too young and a dress size too small for them; she on the other hand was dressed in a cream skirt and blazer type jacket that was elegant (and probably very expensive.) She was tall and slim, with short light blond hair. She had been sitting with. He was already waiting for me by the school entrance. I ran over to him, hoping he did not wait long. We started walking. Ever since school started, we had been walking home together. He lived right next to me. We walked in silence for a bit. Then he broke the silence by saying, "You know, I was really happy when you told me you loved me. I had loved you too." I looked at him, my heart pounding and thinking that he really did love me. We walked on again until we came to our houses. No one was. ‘Lacy, are you sure?’ he asked. A tear rolled over her cheek. He pulled her into his embrace, wanting to comfort her. She clutched at him, but into his ear she whispered, ‘Please, Lyle. Please. Fuck me.’ Hearing that word from his s****r’s innocent mouth sent shockwaves through him. His cock surged. Eagerly now, he pushed up her skirt and reached under it. She rocked side to side as he wiggled her panties over each cheek of her little ass. The problem came when he tried to get them lower. Her.