"Crystal knew the teacher wouldn't have a hope of knowing who she was. She had her own long experience of being a professor and often needing to relat... to people who assumed she should know them. So she introduced herself. "You taught my daughter Kassandra quite a few years ago, Kassandra Watson. My name is Crystal Watson."Pam instantly recalled the student, an unchanged name easier to recall than a changed face, "Oh yes, what grade is she in now?" She's a senior in high school," Crystal. I suspect I too would have had to resort to the practical, he, having such a poor attention span!” she smiled I hoped a little wistfully, and I was quick to unthinkingly blurt out “I would have so loved that, as I had wanted you since forever!” then realising what I had said, we both reddened considerably to the delight of Ros. “ you don’t really want my old body,” my mother said, but feeling this was my moment, and in for a penny, in for a pound I pressed on saying “I have spied on you, like. Plus being a little impaired by alcohol can lead to trouble, just ask grandma.Through the years aunt Jessica and I did everything together as if we were sisters. If she or I had a problem, we always would talk it out and lend a hand or offer a shoulder to cry on. Everything in our lives that was a first was a first for both of us, including an orgasm.This happened during the summer between our sophomore and Junior year one Saturday when my parents were out shopping for a new car. Jessica and I. My eyes drawn back to your shadowed form leaning against the far wall one foot up against it as you waited. Tall and broad shouldered, thin from illness, yet very little of your muscle tone lost since your years in the service. Blond with a slight wave in your hair You’ve got the sweetest caring smile I’ve ever seen and the most expressive blue eyes. Even in the darkened hall I could feel your eyes lock with mine as the rush of desire raced through my veins. A moment later I was reaching out.