Grenville High was crowded with kids, as usual, loitering in the halls or starting to wander off to their classes. When the five minute bell rang, the... all began to move at last. Yet, running late, one boy slipped in the front doors of the school muttering a few choice words to himself when he heard a familiar voice call out to him.“Derek!” The girl cried, hurrying up and giving him a friendly hug. Her smile beamed proudly, looking as if to return the saddest of people into a man amidst a world. Jaime Miller was the homecoming queen, a cheerleader, and for three years, the love of my life. Until she broke up with me the summer before we went to college, saying she didn’t want to try to make a long distance relationship work. Twenty two years later, I still held a torch for her. Anybody out there who still doesn’t have a thing for their first love is either lying to themselves or dead. My brother went on. “She wanted to know if you’re on Facebook, and if you were married or not. Do you. ”My fellow homeroom students all turned and stared at me as Mrs. Bumstead spoke over the PA system. A few started to naturally whisper amongst themselves after our PE teacher’s description of yesterday’s showering incident.Jon Lunby whispered from his seat a couple rows over, “It’s all good, Cuda,” when he saw me with a somewhat peeved look on my face regarding that whispering.“This will all blow over now, Mike,” Tempe softly said from behind my seat.“Now,” Mrs. Bumstead said over the PA, “I’d. Jenny looked back, catching my gaze and the sight of my rigid cock at attention for her, and teased, "Save that thought for me."Stepping into the steamy shower behind her, she turned to me and our eyes locked, our lust swelling as she slid her hands up my chest and around my neck. Rising up on her toes, she met my lips with hers in a passionate kiss. I pulled her tighter against me, feeling my firm cock pressed up against her stomach and her full breasts against me. She wrapped a leg around.