They came back to the table flushed and out of breath. I gave them a little clapping to show my admiration. We sat at the table and Bob asked Joan if ...he was here for the bikini contest. Joan pulled her T-Shirt up and flashed her bikini at Bob. I couldn't resist tweaking her nipple. His jaw dropped. Joan giggled and said, "What do you think my chances are?" Joan's bikini was the scandalous tear drop string bikini - her nipples were on full display with the strings framing them for anyone to. ?Although he tried to hide his obvious erection from the other students,most noticed the large bulge in his pants and started giggling as he walkedby.? Michael hardly heard them.? He was too focused on the prospect of helpingpunish the gorgeous, nude girl standing in front of the class, still trying tosoothe her abused pussy lips.? Connie,for her part, wasn?t noticing anything but the pain Mrs. Parker?s ruler hadjust imparted. ?Pleasesit down in my this chair with your hands at your side,?. Yet he knew he was an extremely imaginative and creative artist with a promising future as a designer and he knew he would just have to stay in design school and hone his talent. He figured that there were plenty of reasons why he was ignored and overlooked. He was diminutive and quiet and certainly not the kind of boy that attracted lots of female attention. At 5' 4" he was slim and blessed with a smooth, luminous complexion. Not only didn't he ever need to shave his face but he had no body. And you look like you just woke up," he says with a smirk at my scantily clad body. "Ah, yeah...I didn't have time to change since my phone went off," I mumble without explaining what the call was. Usually when I tell people I am a writer they give me this "oh poor you" look and mutter their false admirations. I'll skip that part thank you! Theo and his friends all flop on the couch and flip on a sports game before chatting back and forth. I wander to my bag and grab fresh clothes and a towel.