Sprite. When I found her she was just leaving her office and heading for a shower. Her scent was strong and she looked a little flushed, if you know w...at I mean."Ms. Sprite, someone put an extra lock on my gym basket and my hall locker," I complained, feeling more like a third-grader than a senior."Adam, don't you have any idea who might be doing these things?" she asked."Not really. I mean, it's just a prank. Lots of people could be doing it." You're a good sport to look at it that way," she. The bar is fairly empty, but she instantly drew the attention of a guy in the corner who undressed her with his stare as her perfect ass wiggled it's way across the bar towards me. I wonder if he could tell that she was wearing very little under that wrap-around dress?I love the way she greets me - her scent, smile, her naughty sparkling eyes. The feel of her pressing against me, radiating her eagerness to be close, the taste of her lipstick.Watching the guy opposite as I lift her skirt,. They stayed in the woods in tents 5 days at a time. She always had a male counselor going too. His name was Greg a black male in is 30s at the time and most of the offenders were black males.Greg and I became friends and were emailing each other and he told me how he enjoyed working with Sue and how good she was with the k**s and also I was a lucky man she was a very attractive lady. I thanked him and told him if the occasion arose when they were camping, I didn't mind if he fucked her because. The women crowded and jostled each other in their hurry to have Courtney and Kristen lick their gooey honey pots. Brooke didn't mind since most were handing her fifty, sixty, or even one hundred dollars for the privilege, and the locker room fund was growing faster than she had imagined possible.Everyone there was affected by sight of the two sexy teens gobbling pussy like there was no tomorrow. At one table sat four members of the Westchester College branch of Chi Omega sorority. All were.