There would be more hilly country to navigate. They would be worn out physically as a reminder to behave in a prim and proper fashion. Not descend int... anarchy as they had today. But it was their actions that Sarah was interested in. Mr. Michaels had brushed Miss Noefun on her arm, and her thigh. On more than one occasion too. Miss Noefun then placed her hand on his thigh as they finished their plans. Miss Noefun moved her hand closer to his groin. Mr. Michaels did not stop here. They finished. I carefully got closer to the door and could they were soft moans of pleasure and satisfaction coming from a female, perhaps. I began to figure out who might be making these noises and why was the reason for it, but I couldn't help feeling an instantaneous hard on, only to think in a particular person involved in problem: my best girl friend. I continued to listen and made sure they were moans, so my heart beat began to thump out of my chest, along with my dick getting stiff. . Fir subah 5 baje uthkar main aur chachu delhi ke liye nikal gaye. Delhi pahunch kar chachu ne mujhe breakfast ke liye puchha. Maine kaha bhukh to lagi hai fir hum dono ek restaurant me breakfast ke liye baith gaye, fir maine dekha ki wo to ek bar tha, maine chachu se kaha ki ye to bar hai to chachu ne kaha sorry dhyan nahi diya chalo kisi aur restaurant me chalte hain, fir hum dono dusre restaurant me chale gaye aur humne breakfast kiya, fir unhone apne dost ko phone kiya unke dost ne kaha ki. During breaks she would sit in the classroom, perched on the desk in her tight little skirt, thighs alluringly crossed for maximum impact, surrounded by a bunch of slobbering boys, deliciously aware that other girls were looking on wistfully, all of them wishing on a star that they could be her. She took a bitchy delight in being so much prettier than the other girls at school, and she liked to rub their noses in it. For example, Vicky would consciously dial up the joking and flirting around.