Hey, my name is Anna. I am here to introduce new students to people in their grade, she said with a large smile. I just nodded my head, and followed h...r to a room marked 10th Grade English. I assumed this was my homeroom. I looked around and saw a group of 7 boys. Anna shouted, Hey guys, this is um… Gabe, I said bluntly. Oh sorry, Gabe. Guys this is Gabe, he is in your homeroom, she said hurriedly. Then she just walked out. Great. Trust me, this was really awkward. Just then a tall African. We were in a kind of undeclared war with each other; we both had a point to prove. She was bubbly, I was rock solid at work – one who would open mouth only when necessary.The HR saw the competition between the two of us, our contrasting personalities and threw us into the water when neither of us knew how to swim.See, dancing is for enthusiasts. You just cannot write names in a chit, throw them in a box and pull them out to pair people randomly.As far as dancing was concerned, I had distanced. ”When I opened my door, my phone was ringing. It was Vera and she sure sounded good. Too bad she’s married to Carl. She’s my age and she looks hot as hell. She’s loaded with money too.“Hi, Vera, I just walked in from the pool, how are you?”“I’m fine. I was just thinking about you and wanted to check on you, since this is your first day. I bet you’ve been out to the pool where all those sexy little teenage girls barely wearing swimsuits are, haven’t you?” She laughed when she said it; I knew she. A black forest of hair obscuring the rest of his crack.Jennifer's mouth had begun to water, and without even noticing it, her hands were leading their own lives. One hand was squeezing one of her tits, and rolling a stiff nipple between thumb and forefinger, another hand had disappeared between her legs, its fingers rubbing into the pink slit. Rubbing up and down, rubbing the sticky juices into her entire crotch, showing the delectable pink gash to her son as her fingers rubbed upward and the.