The hot little blonde girl in the photo spread was namedTiffany. There was just something about the woman's role in the scenes welooked at that struck...me. They seemed to be getting so much more out ofthe experience than the guys did, the dress, the attention she wasgetting, the orgasms. I was getting aroused and I could tell Mark wasreally enjoying the pictures too. His running commentary was filled withrauchy, yet sensual remarks and I would catch a glimpse of his handoccassionally reaching. If not then she,d next lift one of her marvellous mammaries to her lips and suck her own nipple switching from one titbto the other which helped get her going as well. If that Didn,t work then she,d finger her own fanny with her right hand while fondling a big boob with the other which certainly added more juices to her normally juice filled twat. And if my cock still showed no interest it was time for her lips and mouth to get to work. Of course our bodies sometimes let us down and there were. But how did she know of my crush? Then again, does it matter?I slipped over to the benches and sat down.What is it about him that fascinates me? It can't be his fame. I've enough of that from sports. I doubt it's his looks. It's not that he is ugly, but he's not all that good looking either. He is smart. I'll give him that. However, the more I think about recent events, the more I wonder if he is not too smart for his own good. He seems to be able to do things nobody else can. That's always a. Can I??? Please!!!" Well there isn't any school tomorrow," Marcia said. The school washaving standardize tests for the fourth and second grade class. Jay,being in the fifth grade didn't have to attend so he didn't have anyschool tomorrow. "If you do all your homework now, then you can go.I'll call Liz's mother and see what the story is."Marcia was a good mother she never would take her children's word andalways checked things out before letting them go anywhere. But she sawno reason not to.