Half was pure old school, shelves and stacks bursting with texts and tomes as old as the school itself. The other half was mostly computers and severa... long tables for students to binge-study.I tried to calm myself down a bit as I entered. I half-ran most of the way without realizing. I must have looked panicked because a few students had given me near-frightened looks."Hello again, Ms. Burrow." Oh hello, Francis." Ms. Burrow reminded me of a grandmother who stayed home most of the day knitting. I met Wyatt thru his sister Allie she and I had been seeing other for sometime then we broke up but we continue as friends but like they say friends with benefits we would go out together but like me love our d**gs and we ended up just fucking our brains oit then going our separate ways and she was a good Fuck hot as hell to.Wyatt was a good looking guy. I would call him pretty boy he had green eyes long light brown hair nice toned body .after me and his sister broke it off we started hanging. Mike followed her and took the single-seater adjacent to her. “Thanks.” Mike said fondly. “I got this place for dime. The previous owner got killed. Lots of unsettled debt. The bank auctioned it out and since not a lot of people like idea of owning a place that belonged to a cartel boss, I only needed to pay pennies. It even has a basement.”“Basement?” Astrid perked up. The familiar school bag at the corner of Mike’s office was not missed by the observant blond woman. “Is she there?”“Yeah.. .." she asked. Rachel momentarily shyed away."Yeah, I did. I dreamt about that time in the bathroom." she nervously replied. Sarah giggled and then slowly moved in to kiss Rachel on the lips.As their lips touched, they sank into each other's arms. With Rachel tracing the muscles in her back, Sarah began to slowly and sensuously kiss down the nape of Rachel's neck. As she kissed, her tongue flicked out occassionally, caressing the smooth skin. With shallow breaths, Rachel pulled Sarah's head.