The daylight fought to get through the trees, bouncing off the dusty windows and alighting on the net curtains, once white but now a dirty black. Spid...r webs, encrusted with dirt, covered the window frame, working in from the corners as if the woodwork was a fly to be consumed. Reaching out to brush them away, I felt them crack beneath my fingers, hard and delicate with age, no longer clingy and flexible as I’d expected. The small movements I’d made had raised a cloud of dust, my uncle. She was probably a new teacher. She had blackhair that sharply contrasted her crystal blue eyes. When I was a guy,I'd have fallen head over heals for her, but now..."Welcome back, Stephanie," said Mrs. Stevens as she glanced up fromwhatever she was working on."Hi," I said meekly, not really liking that she noticed me."We have a test today, so if you don't think you can handle it, I cansend you to the library and let you make it up later," she offered."It's in history, right?" I asked her."Yup.". Back home we stripped and moved the furniture away from the television.We threw the DVD into player and started going through the positionstaking turns as to who was the male and female. Once we were in thepositions we would take out the manual and read what each of us wassupposed to do. It was fun. We ended up both fully aroused and kissingpassionately. I never thought of my self as a lesbian and obviouslyneither did Candi but we were acting like it. After a while I startedquestioning. The three boys followed her with longing eyes, Brad looking very happy, the other two rather less so. "Bye Tans," shouted Mickey as she was leaving. Tanya didn't reply.Yeah that'd been fun thought Tanya as she finished up the routine and, along with the rest of the girls, trooped off to the showers. Poor little Denzil. She was meeting Brad later, after school, and she was expecting that he'd be bringing up the subject of the senior prom. Only just over a week away now and, as always, the talk.