He dropped out of sight again, then rose slowly.Push ups. Liar, obviously push ups didn't count as exercise. No wonder he has a torso that looked like...the better models in GQ magazine.I counted Maxie's shoulders rise and fall another sixteen times before he got up, slapping salt-sweat from his arms. He was wearing boxers and nothing else. His fabulously sexy upper body heaved with the effort of his laboured breathing. Maxie had big thighs, taut with muscle and sinew, and his tight boxer-briefs. They had moved and none of my friends knew where. We had gone to different schools so we had different friends. She lived down the street from one of my cousins. I got to know her and whenever I visited my cousins and I would go over and see her. We became pretty good friends. I asked my cousin about her moving but he didn't have a clue where they moved to. He told me if he ever found out he would let me know. I really felt a sorrow falling over me. I guess I cared for her more than I realized.. Women! They dress up to make everyone stop what they are doing and look at them but heaven help you if you actually look at them. With that simple glance, you have crossed the line to become a pervert. I know there is some logic in a woman’s mind, somewhere, but I’ll never figure it out.The different groups in the library were starting to move on to other rooms. The last couple left the library, leaving me sitting on the sofa nurturing my drink. I just sat there for a few minutes, not. Mel grabbed hold of Missy?shair and pulled her body up while the other woman slipped her arms under thegirl?s shoulders and the two of them lifted the wailing school-girl onto thecouch; the two women swapped places as they climbed onto the couch so Mel waskneeling between Missy?s legs while the other woman was near her head. Without any warning Mellifted Missy?s legs up and over her shoulders and pushed her strap-on into thegirl?s pussy. Missy screamed as she felt the thick shaft penetrating.