“Yes what?” Dave asked softly.“Yes,” I said, “I love the way your fingers feel in mypussy. I love how you make me cum.&#...221;Behind the counter Dave unzipped my skirt and let itfall to the floor. I stepped out of it and he picked itup and put it on the counter. Looking over at my husbandDave said, “Your right, this is an amazing ass. Shelooks so fuckable.” Jon just watched. He could only see me from the waistup. Dave asked me; “Are you. The first time I heard it I thought, what a fake name. Now I have a million thoughts going through my head. I think I want to go home and think about this.”“Ok. Whatever comes out of all of this, please know that regardless of who I am, I love you with all of my heart.”“To the best of your recollection.” She smiled sadly and stood.I walked around and helped her out of the car, she hugged me and gave me a slight kiss on my cheek before walking to her door. I watched her close the door, got back. Behind the merchant's desk was a large, heavy lock box. I glanced around before walking to the pitcher of warm water and carrying it to the lockbox. I reached into the pitcher and shifted my hand to water before chilling it. I brought the water from the pitcher out and let it flow into the lock before freezing it.I twisted and the lock clicked open. I warmed my hand and the water melted quickly. I held the lock and knelt to the small puddle on the floor. I changed my hands to fire and the water. So, there was a narrow corridor, around forty randy teenage boys, and a sexy sixteen-year-old girl in just a towel. This was a recipe for lots of touching, groping, and grabbing by the boys, and a lot of squealing and blushing and trying to hold on to her towel by Sue. Why did she not just come back into the changing rooms, you might ask? Because the three of us were behind the door stopping her opening it.Then there was the time I was late getting my shower after a Games lesson, as I had been.