As we rode the Old Man River raft ride, I found myself thinking anddreaming about clarinet lessons tomorrow with Brandon. Of course, Inever called hi... that to his face -- always Mr. Oregon. But a girlcould dream, and I did."Earth to Lucy, come in Lucy!" called Alice. "We're getting off now.We're going to the wave pool." Say Lucy, who's Brandon?" asked Carol, as we headed off."Nobody," I quickly answered, blushing furiously."Mmm Hmmmm. `Nobody' has just given Lucy a serious sunburn then,". She pushed her backpack in front of her. There was light ... a vent grill that pushed out ... Wendy stood behind a massive Walnut desk.Wendy was in the 'shelves' of an ancient library. Not books ... scrolls.Wound on Walnut Rollers and stored in elaborate wood cases with glass covers, the wisdom of the sages was stored in this huge room.There was no dust...'come to think of it, there was no dust in the metal vent, ' she thought. 'There should be dust everywhere.'There were sections of scrolls. You leaned over and took my penis into your mouth and began to suck on it as I played with your tits more and more, pinching your nipples harder and making them poke out even more. Then you slid around and pulled me on top of you. Then taking me into your mouth I started to rub your soaking wet pussy through your panties. I slid them to the side and inserted a finger into you making you gasp slightly, but the sound was muffled due to me being in your mouth. I slowly slid it in and out of you. Vandermark.” The teacher tsked softly.“I’ve told you to call me Lily,” she said, pursing her lips. Claire couldn’t help the sheepish smile.“Yes, Lily.”“You want me to wait for you?” Claire saw her eyes darting to her desk, where a picture of her and her handsome husband sat.“No, you go on home. I know you have plans tonight,” she teased. “I’ll lock everything up for you, okay?”“Thanks, Claire. You’re a doll.” She ruffled Claire’s long coffee-colored hair and snatched up her bag, hurrying out.