”“Oh, fudge! I am so screwed,” I softly said and then realized what I just said to these adults. “I’m sa-sorry for talking like that, Mr. Wi...liamson, Mr. P. I know bet...”“Again, Mike! Relax! We know today has been unusual and stressful for you. We’re not holding you to the same standards, which we normally would, okay? Now, run and get prepared to kill Strathroy this Friday!” Mr. Williamson said.“Gladly!” I exclaimed and jogged the forty feet to the varsity locker room entrance.I stepped into. "Time's up!" I said. "Looks like I gave you more than what you asked for." I stuffed my tits back into my bra. The guys grumbled a bit. They wanted my tits left out. I did my second line. "How about taking the bra off Tammy, since we have already seen your nipples?" Kevin said in an attempt to use logic. "Because if I took it off, you guys wouldn't be able to keep your hands off of me. You would be pawing me- that's why" I said. Dickie, always thinking of something chimed in, "What if we. I kept pricking my beard deeper in her thighs on her soft, delicate skin as she began to lose control of herself. Tara tried to push my head down to stop me but in vain. I was able to attain dominance over her. Slowly she was surrendering to my arousal and madness.The gentle pricking of my beard was triggering new sensations in her body. The flames of her desire, burning higher with my passion, were intoxicating. I felt wonderful. My fingers traced the wetness of her lovely hole into the depths. This is as real as anything I’ve ever experienced. Where are we, anyway? This doesn’t look like any place I know. Are we in Midgar?“Are you alright, Jake?” Debbie asked, a concerned look on her face.I didn’t have time to respond to Debbie’s question, for an ostentatious throat-clearing from the front counter brought our attention over to Melinda, who was once again glaring at me, probably for wasting time. Debbie came to the rescue, however.“Hi!” she said brightly, waving at Melinda. “Jake was.