Meanwhile, I was greeted by another eerily familiar feeling from my past, a long way up the labyrinthine maze of aluminium. The flesh around my nipple... had grown suddenly sensitive and had begun to multiply and grow in size. I propped myself on my elbows as two adolescent sized breasts hung off my thin sunken chest. They tingled and itched like crazy, and did not slow down growing as I stared at them awkwardly. The bottoms of my breasts began to widen and fill out. Soon I was of average adult. His hand ran down his body as he lay in the bed, the noise of the snoring from below him fading as he fell deeper into his fantasy and the pictures his imagination were painting. Moving his right hand into the his briefs he felt his semi hard penis as his mind played out the scene, Rachel’s skin glistening in the sun, the feel of the water against his skin, the feel of her body as it pressed against his, the smell of her mingling with the salty smell of the sea, and their sweat. His fingers. The male teachers too. The yearning etched across their faces when she was in their presence. So obvious how they all desired her.She became a tease, took to wearing outfits that flaunted her luscious body. Tight, low slung jeans with skimpy, cropped tee-shirts. Short skirts that showed off her legs. Silky blouses with enough buttons undone to reveal tantalising glimpses of her breasts. She drove the boys insane and loved every minute of it.And the way boys behaved around her, she liked that. She let out a nervous, little laugh."Oh, don't be such a prude. It's no big deal. Let me show you how to correctly masturbate," she said looking up at him as if asking his permission to touch his cock and stroke his cock. "Really," she said with a nervous laugh and a sexy shrug. "I don't mind, if you don't mind."# # #She looked at him as if offering her help in tying his shoelace. She looked at him as if having to tell him that his fly was down or his cock was hanging out of his pajama bottoms..