SHE won't."I smile happily as I step up to the desk and speak with Mrs. Ingram, theschool's head of drama."Hi girls," the 30 year old teacher says war...ly. "Good to see so manyyear sevens taking an interest this year! Just put your names down onthe paper and I'll add you to the club's mailing list. Do you have anyquestions about the club?" Yes," I say nervously. "I'm, um, I'm Laura White." When Mrs. Ingramdoesn't respond to my 'confession', I elaborate further. "I'm, um, I'm agirl, but before,. But instead he surprised me, as people will do just enough to keep youfrom losing faith in them entirely. Instead of telling the truth he musthave played right along because, later, when I was a bit more lucid, theycame back and informed me that they'd reached my dad and he assured themthat he would be on his way down to New Mexico first thing in themorning.Sometime later, just before dawn, I managed to talk one of the youngernurse's aides into bringing me my bag. It had been thoroughly. She shouted, “I don’t wanna wake up Sam!”“I’m up, you noisy psycho! Learn about irony!” Sam yelled. Max turned red holding her breath. Sam called again, less aggravated. “It’s OK, Max. I love you.”“I love you, Sam! I love you, Alex!”“Aww...” Alex simpered as Max’s moans spiked.“I love you, Gene!” She beamed. It was the happiest she had ever looked. I had a job to do, but I hadn’t known these girls for a week. Shit. Then there were the boots, and Winter, and Gretchen. I pummeled Max’s thighs. "I lifted myself off of her and began slowly and shallowly stroking into her. She immediately started moaning and I knew they were moans of pure pleasure. Quicker than I had expected, she was up on her knees and pressing her ass back into me, meeting my hips. I reached around her and placed two fingers around her clit, moving it side to side as she liked to do to her herself. "Oh GOD that's it! That's it! Fuck my ass!" she cried.I was still trying to be gentle with her when she became insistent.