I ran my hand over the back of her shoulders. I was rubbing her shirt and worried. Were we going to have to crash another shower session? Could we jus... stink like sex all day?“​In fact,” Gregg looked up, “I bet Leo could learn from you teacher. That’s your job isn’t it? To educate. Grab a girl and show him how it’s done.”I stopped, slamming Lisa forward as I watched Mr Beaton stride forward with a dark frown under his salt and pepper mustache. He put his hand out for Talia. Talia Al-Jibril.. "Um..."I continued, "I SAID don't have sex unless you're ready to be a mother. Well, are you?" We're using a rubber..." she responded.I moved forward, to the foot of the bed. "Those aren't 100% effective and you know it. You probably didn't even put it on right. Pauly, come here." I beckoned.His name is Paul but I call him Pauly, like Pauly Shore, because of his brown curly hair. I think he's too young to get the joke, but I keep making it anyway.He didn't move, looking fearfully to Laurel and. "There was no plan, but sure enough Kelli spotted something almost immediately."Oh look!" she pointed. "A tavern. Lets go get a beer and see if they have a pool table." What, another game you're going to kick my ass at?" I laughed."Maybe so," she echoed my earlier comment. "But hey, at least you'll get a beer out of it." Somebody's getting something all right," I leered, drawing more laughter from Kelli, this her more normal, lighthearted version.It was a tavern, and it was Friday night. Since. Fuck I wanted her. “I’ll call you. Now go upstairs and empty those big balls for me.”Being told to jack off—that charged me up, too.And then she was gone, pulling up her bra and dress, turning with a sweet little half wave. I stood there, balls and cock in the air, wondering what had just happened, and who the hell was Michelle?Forty-five minutes later, she called.“All done, baby?”“Yep.” This was now mildly embarrassing.“Did you come a lot? Did you make a big mess?”“I came in a towel. A paper.