"So if I became pregnant with your child and had an abortion without telling you beforehand, you wouldn't be angry?" she asked."Of course I would be a...gry," I said. "But if we had a difference of opinion on the matter, your opinion is the only one that matters. At least legally." You sound a bit upset by that," she replied."I guess to a certain extent I am," I said. "I never really thought about it much, to be truthful. But if we were together and you found yourself pregnant, the entirety of. I walked bare-assed to the sinks and holding my dress high, completely exposing my lower extremitiies, I ran my knickers under the cold water tap and rinsed them, than started to wipe myself clean on my thighs above my stocking tops.It was only then I realised the girls were quiet, so I ran to the entrance and looked out, they were gone, the bitches had taken advantage of the lull in the rain and made a beeline for the dance hall, leaving me in the toilet.In one way I was thankfull, as being. Georgie had a wonderful outline of her one piece suit, with a plunging dark section between her boobs, and my ass had a sexy little triangle on it from the tiny black thong bottom I had been wearing all afternoon. Georgie ran her hand across it, and we kissed passionately, the way friends and lovers do, before climbing gingerly into the warm water, as the sting of the slight sunburn took effect. In the water, I soaped up my boobs, and washed them thoroughly, before washing under my arms and. ..but absolutely no sex. Oddly enoughI missed the intimacy more than the actual act, which had always been amental gymnastics exercise for me anyway.Then it happened...months ago my high school had sent an emailquestionnaire asking alumni to let them know what we had done sincegraduating. I filled it out, sent it back, and promptly forgot about it.Some enterprising soul decided to publish a newspaper with a full pageof alumni news. Apparently, few of the questionnaires were filled out,as they.