"He's not rung me," she told Cheryl. "He's had second thoughts." Don't jump to conclusions, darling," temporised Cheryl. "He may have had to stay in t...e States a little longer. Phone Catherine Styles and find out."She did so and a sleepy Catherine told her that Ged had left on the Sunday evening and would have arrived early Monday morning. She suggested Cassie phone Ged."Don't give up kiddo," she said to Cassie. "Go after him. He'll be catching up on work, or getting some extra sleep; I worked. In fact, through her whole teasing spree, she had been working her way up to Ryan. Maybe one of the other men would have fucked her, but she hadn't pushed them nearly as hard as she had Ryan. Why? And why hadn't she tried harder to fight him? Sure, she had cried, and protested, but had she really tried to stop him? When he had first opened his robe, revealing his hard cock, she could have kicked him in the groin, and ran for the door. She probably would have escaped, but no, she had just sat. Most of the back row girls had boyfriends who were a year or two older and had left school and were working or looking for it. I think Helen had a boyfriend, although she carefully kept it ambiguous. But Katie kept gleefully implying it.That lunchtime I looked at my map for somewhere to explore as something to do. I went to the library. The library was in the main old school building and had high stained glass windows. It was almost deserted. I went along the rows of shelves, full of boring. The corned beef looked delicious, on a platter with plenty of boiledcabbage. There were segments of cabbage like big orange slices, andjust leaves too. I picked up a couple of leaves of it - it was warm,but not too hot, and put some corned beef in the middle, then rolled itup into a tube shape. It smelled so good, I could hardly wait, and Iwas starving now.Monique looked at me, and pointed down at her pussy, and said "Ready?" -and I was indeed ready.I held it down by her pussy and was about.