But Rithika couldn’t deny that part of her was also excited by what she had done. She had pushed her morals aside; it was too late to turn back. Rit...ika wasn’t going to delude herself with ideas of trying to return to the past. She reached over with her hand and sensuously caressed Shravan’s hairless chest, enjoying the feel of his taut muscles. Slowly, she explored downwards, until her hand rested gently on his stomach. “He’s so handsome,” Rithika thought as she snuggled up against him, kissed. .. that didn't bother me at all; in fact, I was beginning to think I wouldn't mind at all being 'more than friends'. On the other hand, I wasn't about to damage the friendship we did have by pushing things further than she wanted to go.It was getting late, by my standards, when Emma stood and told me, "Come on, Gerry," and led me by the hand to her room. Her room, like all the others, was a fair size and had a double bed. Inside the room. She closed the door and stood, looking at me. "Gerry,. I said, “I hate the way panties feel all day and who knows when you gotta take them off fast.”He laughed and asked if he could see that again. I smiled and told him to ask nicely, and he said, “May I please see it again? “I hiked my skirt up all the way, exposing my bald pussy for him. He told me it was beautiful. I laid back and showed him how the pussy lips looked when they were opened. He didn't hesitate to come closer and shove his face into my waiting pussy and begin licking. I couldn't. "Then you must be an even bigger fool than I thought you were," Ren replied.Before Derek could formulate a response one of the male teacher intervened and drug us all to Principal Morris's office. After we each explained our side of the story, Mrs. Morris turned to Ren and requested that if at all possible he direct any further encounters with Derek away from school property."Is that all you have to say," Derek questioned?"Pretty much, since your uncle and his friends have tied my hands where.