He had a strange look in his eyes that both me and Sammy noticed and were not sure on. He told us to get up and follow him to 2 class rooms and the fa... end of the school that did not get used much and he took me into one and Sammy into another and told us to sit at a desk and to wright a letter telling him why we were wearing each other clothes, so we did this and he kept going from room to room checking on us and then I hered Sammy scream (it was very muffled) and I went to get up when sir. Phil looked round and said the Rat "Stop stroking her leg. It's bad manners unless you ask if you can do it. So you ask Miss Bush if it's Ok for you to touch her leg." Phil smiled and looked at me "Think real hard about how you answer Rat".Rat asked me if it was OK to touch my leg. I paused and thought about how I could say no without being accussed of being a racist again. I coldn't think of anything so I said "You can stroke my ankle if you want." Rat went back to stroking my leg but now he. " But then she stopped in mid sentence, sudden understanding clear in her dark eyes. "She's shaved, isn't she?" she asked.Blushing I just mumbled a couple of incomprehensible words."Completely?"I just nodded my head in confirmation."You've never seen an unshaved woman have you?" Well" What about the other girls you've dated... magazines... Christ, the internet Charlie?" Not like that," I insisted as I stared at the picture. "And anyway, the rest of it doesn't look right either. You've made it. Her panties was so hot and wet under her skirt - rubbing my finger over the outline of her little lips while catching her swollen clit each time i could tell she had been thinking about my cock that afternoon.I pulled her panties down quick to her knee - the cold air against her hot clit just make it grow even more. She started to stroke my cock faster and faster - pulling it back even harder each time.As i pushed my fingers inside her small tight little hole i could feel the wetness dripping.