I'm daydreaming like normal, when my phone buzzes in my pocket. Making sure Mr Henderson isn't paying attention, I slip my phone out. It's a message f...om Becki.'Shame you aren't working again till thursday' it says with a sad face. As I'm about to stick my phone away, a picture message comes through of her amazing ass.I start to become hard at the sight of it. I stuff my phone back in my pocket and try to get my mind off the image. If I stand up this will be so noticeable.I manage to get. ‘THAT is what she looks like?’ ‘She is pretty, right?’ I asked. ‘Umm, I guess, if you like that type,’ she said and laughed again. ‘Are you going to see her again before you leave?’ ‘I don’t think so. She told me something about having to go to Milan with her parents.’ ‘Bummer,’ Olivia said. ‘Well, I’ll see you in a few days. Your parents said I could pick you up from O’Hare.’ *** Senior year went by too quickly. I had a really good basketball season and got offered a spot on the team of Hope. She soon began to sing softly, her voice melodic and captivating, reminiscent of a siren. She quivered around my fingers as her body writhed seductively once more. ‘Please,’ she whispered between erotic gasps, the first word either of us had said in a long, immeasurable length of time. Instead, my thumb continued its work, the three fingers within her beginning to finally move inside her body, curling upward to stroke that one special spot inside her which always triggered a powerful sexual. ‘Three 99’s please one as described.’ I said to Mick, who completely ignored me as he roved his eyes over Steph. ‘Hi Stephanie, see you’ve been enjoying the weather.’‘It’s lovely.’ She smiled back at him, aware that his eyes were on her tits.He eventually dragged his eyes away and turned to me with a look on his face as if I were a dog turd.‘What was that?’ He said. I repeated the order and he went to work, he handed over the cones and I paid him then we turned to leave.‘Bye Ste-Fanny.’ He.