I turned around looking for Joan and Frank and found them already sitting in Frank's beat up old Plymouth. When I tried to open the front passenger do...r, Joan had locked it so I was forced to jump in the back seat. We took off quickly and drove the five minute drive home. Either Frank's heap didn't have a car heater, or it didn't work, but it was very cold inside that car. As we sped on home though, I was really grateful to Frank for the lift. I knew he'd much rather just be giving Joan a ride. He walked back to his car, went to a nearby seven-eleven, bought some water and started to fill himself up. Before leaving he bought a few beers, went to his car to think! He felt free, he did not have to hide his desires anymore and just as the first sign of his bladder filling up he just squirted in his own pants, not enough to soak everything, but enough to feel a wet spot.He drove back home, bladder filling up not too uncomfortable yet. Parked his car, and made sure to be quiet, not. She was ‘helping’ me with my ‘personal problem’ of getting sexually excited over her. She was a dedicated teacher, all business, and was sure she could ‘cure’ me…--------------------….I thought about how we got to this point in time. Mrs. Lamar was my art teacher. All the guys in school knew the hard rules of ’You make a move on a female teacher, and you get in big trouble.’ We saw others get kicked out and even the cops called on one guy, for m*****ing a female teacher. …..Mrs. Lamar had a. Gegen halb zehn, jeder von uns hatte 4 oder fünf Drinks einigten wir uns auf "schlafen gehen", da jeder von uns am nächsten Tag noch Termine hatte. Ich zahlte und wir gingen Richtung Aufzug. Dort angekommen und wartend sah ich, wie sich ihre Nippel deutlich auf ihrem Oberteil abbildeten. Und kaum waren wir im Aufzug und die Tür verschlossen fragte sie mich, ob mir ihre verdeckten Nippel und sie mir gefielen - was ich nicht verneinen konnte, denn mein Kopfkino hatte schon dafür gesorgt, dass.