I should point out that, while this story focuses on incidents between Tabatha and me, we both had other love interests during this time. As I went t... an all boys’ school, meeting girls was not that easy. But it helps when you’ve got a sister. Tabatha’s best friend was Lisa Hannan. Lisa had a younger sister, Jo, who was about my age. She came to our house a few times with Lisa, so we knew each other to say “hello”. And sometimes I would see her with her friends after school, at the Fish. “Actually I was wondering if I could ask you for some water?” It took me a few seconds to respond, the woman standing in front of me was a goddess. Her long amber hair was tied back in a pony tail. Her immense breasts were harnessed in a neon pink sports bra. Her body was exquisite, tan, defined and a glistening with sweat. Her black yoga pants hugged her hips tightly. I stepped back, still having yet to respond, “Umm of course...water?” She smiled at me. “Yeah, I know this is weird but I feel. Pat leaned back, half lying against the wall, closed his eyes and enjoyed it while John visited my body, commented on it. He made me feel special and not so awkward anymore. And anyway, I had decided to enjoy it, these guys were fab (my favourite word at the time!) and this was as good as it gets… John pushed my skirt and panty down and started to finger me. I was hot and exited alright and he talked about it and then suddenly, he bent down and started licking my ass and my pussy from behind. I. Brit was in there too."Hey," I said."Hey." Nervous?" Why would I not be?" Don't know. But let's try not to worry. We have a show to give, and our boys to cheer for," I gave her a sly grin, and she couldn't help laughing.I rinsed off the lather of soap, and then dried off, and headed back to my locker. I skipped the lotion, and started my "stay dry" technique. Tons of deodorant and powder to keep those normally sweaty places dry during the whole game. Then I put on my outfit.Our school colors.