"The kids returned to class with Mrs. Shriner asking Maisie if she wasdoing alright. Maisie asked her, "Are you trying to avoid calling on me?I don't ...ike being singled out."Mrs. Shriner nodded, adding, "I didn't want you to think I was looking totrip you up like Ms. Putnam did. It wasn't right. If you think it'ssingling you out then I'll be glad to call on you from now on."She called on Maisie immediately with Maisie knowing the right answer andshowing she was just as good as the other. As I moved away the blanket we shared had moved revealing half of her right leg, a little of her black panties, and the side of her short dark red skirt. She looked up into my eyes and smiled as she reached down and brought the blanket back over her. My heart stopped. I had spent the night with her...with this raving young beauty. To anyone watching us there was a real story. I could not feel more possessive. As I moved back the aisle toward the toilet my erotic thoughts were replaced by a. The pleasure once again starts to build, penetrating through the pain of the current. A growl manages from my mouth and my hands move to grab her hips.*I'm sorry Ashley, but it feels so good.* I piston into her like a jackhammer grunting and growling with each stroke. Ashley/G.G.'s moans grow louder and louder until she is almost screaming. Her legs wrap around my waist and lock. Pulling me as deep into her as I can go. A second later I feel her cumming on my cock. Flooding her pussy. The. ’ She got up and turned her back on the sitting woman. ‘I never meant to hurt you, but circumstance got the better of me. My parents were against us being friends, my friends were against us being friends…I had no other choice.’ ‘Oh? Of course you couldn’t act like a grown up and stick to our friendship just because you cared about me. Silly me.’ ‘Al, I wasn’t a grown up, I was a k**…a stupid k**. To this day, it pains me to think how I hurt you, but there was really nothing I could have.