The undue attention was a little scary, but then I started liking it. I enjoyed every stare a man made at me, and it made me hornier.I overheard some ...uys talking about me and couldn’t stop leaking precum in my shorts. But no one made a move as I was already with three guys. These guys made out from the expressions on my face that I was enjoying it. They kept teasing me by holding my boobs, legs, and waist. It made me more restless.We spent some time there, had lunch, and headed back to the. The saddest part of the day, of course, was when we held a short funeral service for our fallen comrades. I tried, again, to remind folks to celebrate their lives, and not be too saddened by their deaths, but such words are little comfort to loved ones and friends who will never again see one who was dear to them. These, I encouraged to grieve, not for the fallen, but for themselves, for what was taken from their lives. I encouraged grief for their loss, but reminded them, too, to celebrated. I didn't want to react, but after she left and I was alone I rubbed my shoulder and expressed my physical reaction. Emily's beautiful smile today was much better than her fist any day."I made the tennis team," she said.There was a tennis team? Here at school?"Congratulations," I replied. I could look in Emily's face all day. I noticed I subconsciously licked my lips. Did I just lick drool away?"Thanks! Why don't you come see me play?"What? Not only was there such a thing as a high school tennis. You can read the last part on the link given on top.I suddenly heard the ruffling of some clothes on the other side of the room. I got up with a sudden shock. I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was my friend’s mother, a lady with a great voluptuous figure, in just her black bra, shining white body, and panties down to her knees. And her fingers were rubbing her pussy.I was dumbstruck and speechless. I quickly went into the covers on the bed. Shalu shouted, “Not now, mom. I asked you to wait.