She even reached over to my butt and fondled it for me. "You have such a smooth ass, Piper." "Thank you, I could say the same about your boobs." Becau...e of that, she moved her hands to my bosoms and rubbed them for a moment. "Well, every single inch of you is flawless. Now stand up on the desk." I followed her order and kept my legs spread. I watched her calmly bring her hands to my cherry and rub it ever so slowly for a moment. Almost like she was petting a cute animal, and she needed to make. Amy had stopped kissing, her lips immobilised by force bearing down on her. The foolish love struck brunette hadn’t even thought to turn her head to one side and so now had her mouth and nose trapped between Sarah’s butt cheeks. Sarah loved the rush of power she got from cutting off someone’s air. She only hoped that Amy could hold her breath long enough for her to fully enjoy the feeling. Amy didn’t disappoint, her sub equally keen for the moment to last. Sarah waited until Amy’s smooth slim. Anson greeted me with a sarcastic "Nice to see you, Mr. Sterling," and then, no more than ten minutes into a quick review of last semester's work, asked me with a smirk to explain the cause of the War of 1812."The nominal cause, sir, or the real cause?" I innocently blinked my eyes."I'm sorry?" he stopped his pacing of the front room to stare at me."Well, of course the nominal cause was the British impressing sailors off of American vessels," I explained, parroting what I'd read in "American. "Oh, of course," Mrs. Delino tittered. "I suppose the teenage slang on Islandia is much different than it is here." I think it is mostly absent, rather than different," Cole commented. "Life on Islandia is very rural, outside of the capitol, and they all live very much closer to the edge of wildness than you do here. Teenagers there are full participants in society at a much earlier age than here."All that was true, of course, despite the fact that none of the three of us had actually spent any.