.. you know," she said. I had a good idea what she meant and to tell the truth I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. "I don't know what you ...ean," I said. I could feel my face reddening as I sat there. "Oh I think you do," she said, "you youngsters are always at it." Now I was feeling really uncomfortable and I said I needed to get another drink.My intention was to go to the bar, get a re-fill, then sit at another table but as the barman pulled my pint, he smiled at me. "You're well. And Grimsley has always been an all-girls school. So, when the stage was added many years ago they didn’t see the need for dressing rooms, since everyone involved was female.’ She paused. I must have looked puzzled. ‘So…’ she continued, ‘you’ll have to change costume between scenes a few times yourself, and when you do you’ll need to… to… well, shed some of your inhibitions.’ I must have looked still more puzzled. She let out a sigh of exasperation. ‘Look, Henry, what I’m saying is that. .. then...my hands move back down to your skirt...and around to your ass and cupping each buttock firmly, I squeeze your gorgeous ass in my warm firm palms...letting you feel my fingers squeeze you and press your stomach and skirt-covered pussy against my face..."MmmmmHHHMmmmmmm" you can tell by now just how badly I want to taste your wet pussy...to have your pussy juices flowing over my tongue, licking up your outer lips to your slowly exposed clit and then, with one motion, my hands move. I got off the bus and turned toward my school. I was early, as usual, and decided to go grab a coffee from the student lounge. There I saw my friends Julie and Matt. They were twins, and had a very close relationship. They waved me over."Hey, Christy. You finish your essay yet?" Matt asked.Julie snorted, "Of course she has. When has she ever left anything to the last minute?"We chatted a bit about the essay and college applications, and something caught my eye. Julie was talking normally, but.