Class had ended. She really didn’t teach anything that day. They were surprised as ever. “No homework,” she said. The young men, at this catholi... all boys school, were surprised but it happens. “Jarrod, can you come up here?” she said. He collected his stuff and walked up to her desk. “Yes mam?” he said. “Ohhhhhhh Jarrod, don’t call me mam. I’m still a miss I think, okay honey?” The “honey” word threw him off. What teacher calls her student “honey?” he thought. “Sweetheart, we should get. “Sorry man, my boat uses gasoline,” he explained. “But I can run in and get you some up in Bayfield. We are about an hour out from here in my boat. I could be back in less then three hours.” I looked at the storm brewing, Hurricane Jennifer was about to hit Captain Mike. “I’ll go with you my good Samaritan, if that’s alright,” I offered. “I’ll get my purse to pay for the fuel and my cell to find out exactly where they are when we head back.” “That’s a great idea. I don’t have a radio in my boat. Her nipples became erect with excitement, as Karina rubbed the oil on her chiseled back. Leya felt somewhat embarrassed as Karina moved to rubbing oil into Leya’s front. Karina very tenderly massaged the oil over her perfect breasts, stopping to massage the erected nipples. Leya was suddenly short of breath, and she looked into Karina’s eyes. Karina pulled her friend in close, and gently kissed her behind the ear and whispered, “It’s ok, baby, you’ll do just fine. I’ll be in your corner. “No they won’t,” Erica said with confidence, “So you’d better make sure you stay in my good books then.”We both laughed and lay in silence for a moment holding hands. “Speaking of your good books,” I said, “are you ready for some more? I’d really like to taste you and return the favor.”“I’d love that,” Erica said eagerly. “Close your eyes, I’m going to turn the light on.”Once my eyes had adjusted I noticed that the bedroom door was slightly ajar. I was puzzled for a second as I was fairly.