I sat near her, but not next to her. I wanted to see her face. Maybe get a hint of how she was feeling. What she might be thinking.I wasn't sure how t... start. I had rehearsed a bunch of things I wanted to say, but they all seemed to vanish from my head when I looked at her."I'm sorry," she said finally, looking at me.I nodded. I didn't need to add anything to that. I was pretty sure she was apologizing for not being straight with me."It's not like we were going steady, or anything," I. The moist lips part and the tip of your tongue separate my lips as you reach for the tip of my tongue with its devilish desire to probe deeper into my mouth. Your right hand quickly fondles my left nipple because you have determined to make it jump with the sensitivity of erotic pleasure. Your fondling without hesitation becomes a gentle squeezing, which causes me to moan in delight. Your tongue dancing in my mouth and my nipple beginning to tingle, I feel excited as a child to become erect. I don't think Ted even took the rubber off before he pulled out and grabbed up his shorts. Soon enough he was standing all mopey while Coach ripped into him so hard I thought Ted would start to cry. Coach let him go saying, "Now get your ass home and hit the books because I cannot bale you out of another 'F' in math. Do you understand me? And if I so much as see you looking at a girl on school property you will be running laps until doomsday! DO YOU GET ME!"Ted screamed, "YES COACH!" and ran. Jamison?" Yes, most certainly," he chuckled.Kari braced herself for the inevitable pain. Even she could not fathom the depths of their depravity as they released the weights, let them fall to the floor below the bench until the chains reached their end, Kari's nipples suddenly pulled out, the clover clamps tightening, her nipples painfully crushed beneath the unyielding metal. The weights put a continuous, painful pull on the clamp, her nipples stretched out an unnatural two inches, the pink.