But me. I'd barely see herduring those three months, assuming I was going to be lucky enough to barelysee her.I tried many things to make time go by f...ster, though it didn't.Finally, new schoolyear started, on March 8th as usual.I knew I was going to have lots of new classmates, due to the fact that weonly had 3 years of high-school left, so we had to choose the chronogram ofsubjects we prefered. Only 4 of my last-year-classmates remained with me, inthe modality you could call Humanistic and. We had walked and talked. Or rather, she had talked and I had occasionally escaped from the turmoilin my head to reply. We had stopped at the point were the horse drawn carriages pick up for toursround the park and she had looked at me, "Guess it's not a good time for horse rides huh?" It made me laugh, it mademe put my arms around her and hug her. I was like a clingy child. I didn'twant to let go and eventually we carried on arm in arm. The rock I was on seemed to be the most comfortable in. I cold see her eyes closed and kissing them with lot ofpassion. She kept kissing me there for the next couple of minutes. Inbetween she used to bite me a bit and I was experiencing pleasure aswell as pain, but loved what she was doing. She moved onto the next oneand did the same thing, while my hands moved to her breasts and beganfondling them. Reena was rubbing my back with her left hand and lickingmy nips at the same time. I could feel her hands slipping down andrested on top of my crotch.. "My eyes went big and round."Come on, Davey," she snorted. "Fuck is in my vocabulary too. As I was saying: have fun, but don't you dare take it seriously. Don't you dare make it serious. Don't be bringing one of those creatures home to meet your Mom. Mom doesn't want them in the house. Of course, I can't tell you what to do. But I can tell you what I'll do. Hitch up with one of them critters and start having spawn, don't come crying to me. Don't think you'll turn me into the grandma/babysitter.