.." "Why don't you come in?" "Uh, maybe I should..." "Maybe you should come in instead," Meredith pressed. Bill returned up the steps and pushed into ...he room. "Uhhh, hi!" he greeted, smiling though his face felt flush. "When did you become shy? It's not like we haven't seen each other before." "Yeah, but not...doing that." "In case you think you're too smooth," Meredith said, raising up on her elbows, "I've heard you more than once when Cindy's too PMS-y to give you even a hand job." "That's. "Hello?" Diane called out in a tremulous voice. "I-Is someone here?"She stood absolutely still and listened. All she heard was her own pounding heart and labored breathing. The tingling in her pussy had become a low heat. Her hips swayed as moisture gathered in her folds.Diane glanced towards the front door. Should she leave? Where would she go? What if this were some trick designed to make her leave? Or was this just her own line-tapping power about to activate? Or was the potion starting to. "You are, you little prick," he said, not meanly. "So you can't take these bastards Gardener and Bell all by yourself. Is the only way to solve a problem? A one-man charge? What's that old Simon and Garfunkel song, 'You Are a Schmuck, You Are An Island'." With all the asses you've saved at that sorry pile of bricks you call a 'high' school, you don't have any friends, any allies? It's just you and nobody else?" he asked. "Maybe you're not just letting that little tart of an ex-principal down; I. She was wet with arousal and anticipation. For his part, Steve was nearly bursting with his need for her.“Mmmmm, you’re cock is hard,” she murmured, her fingers caressing the length of his stiff cock as it struggled to be free.He slid a finger underneath the material of her dress, sliding it across her erect nipple. “And your nipples are, too. How could my cock not be stiff, with a sexy girl like you rubbing it?” he said. “C’mon, let’s go back to my hotel.”Her eyes held his captive, dark.