"The next day, Cheyenne didn't come out of the locker room with the other girls. I have to admit that I was kind of relieved. Maybe she was taking the...day off. I watched as Kelly started stretching the other girls. It was a pretty good group, but I kinda missed last year's smaller, more intimate one."Is he the one?" I heard behind me as I instructed Kelly to really work their backs. I turned. Cheyenne in her leotard was standing next to man about my dad's age, probably her dad. 'I don't need. She would smile at him when she caught him looking to let him know it was okay. She even dropped her pen and bent over at the waist to pick it up, so that he could really check out her nice round bottom. The teasing went on for the rest of the week. She kept it at the flirtatious, friendly level, not wanting to move in too fast. The next week she decided to crank it up a notch at work. Under a white see through top, she wore a low cut lace bra that showed off her dark areolae and long nipples.. It struck me that a judge wanted to see me and I should be nervous as a whore in church. Instead I was calm. I had several balls in the air, and I felt more alive than I had since ran away from Philly. I guess the quiet life wasn’t for me after all.I spent the time between my chance encounter with the judge and the appointment with her, driving to Melvin’s small office. “Melvin,” I said as I walked into his office. “You need to take me to lunch.”“Really?” the heavy set black man asked. “What if. ” She played with my cock for a minute as I caressed her wet lips, and she whispered, “How many times have you masturbated about me?”“Dozens. Well over a hundred.”“What did you imagine the first time?”“Pushing you to your knees, wrapping your tits around my cock inside your blouse, and coming all over your neck and chest. Ruined your blouse…”“And this was in the shower that night?”“No, this was in a bathroom stall three minutes after class ended.”She laughed sharply. “When I get you home,.