He'd spent the entire day trying to get Renee out of his head- and failing. Half of the time, he was plotting to win her back, somehow- but the memory...of her breasts, or her hair, or her eyes ... of her, underneath him, kept intruding on the plans.He shook off another paralyzing surge of guilt.She hadn't come out of her bedroom yet. He'd waited in the syn quarters, hoping she'd be less antsy in the presence of others, despite the actual lack of safety.But she'd never shown up. Nor had Claude. I was only about 30 feet away, and beforeI could react she collided with me, sending us both tumbling roughly intothe concrete. The ground was sticky and the girl was struggling back toher feet. I couldn't see a thing in the blackness, but she felt small, andher long hair tickled lightly across my face as she threw herself to herfeet again."Wait!" I yelled, jumping up. I grabbed the girl and shielded her behindmy back with one arm as I grabbed the cold can of mace tightly in myfingers. I faced. We don't usually try to hide when we're cleaning up." That's scandalous, Amelia said." Not really, Amelia," I said. "When the weather is warmer, our whole family bathes together in the creek. If we had our choice, most of our family would never wear clothes."I let that sink in for a minute then asked, "Tommy, why did you say Jess was a liar when you knew your mother doesn't try to hide when she cleans up?" Uh... Well, it was just the way he said it. It seemed like he thought it was dirty or. I sat up and crawled over to straddle Paxton. I ran my fingernail from his belly button down to his leg; I wanted to make him hard again. I wanted more action from my English teacher! "Lexsie... You make me so hot," Mr. Schaffer whispered to me. "That was my goal." I winked at him and bent down to kiss him. I heard him let out a whiny-moan type of thing. I felt him start to get hard again. We both sat up now. I had my pussy on one of his legs. I started moving up and down. I was grinding his.