She stood naked and cold as they ran their hands all over her body. Her nipples became instantly hard as the men's grubby fingers explored her body. S...meone laid down a blanket for Tracey to lie down on. A large beer bellied man undid his belt buckle and pulled down his pants. The man's entire body was covered with hair. He had a small penis, but it was hard. He carefully positioned himself between Tracey's legs as he climbed on top of her. She reached between her legs with one hand and began. Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her tenure. This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were a nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every night. It wasn't anything. She shook her head during this. I always shake my head when I look at myself, don't I? Why do they like how I look?She'd opened a bottle of cologne and rubbed cologne onto her vaginal lips, rubbed it thoroughly, even made herself wet. Wait! She'd made herself stop, taken a breath, and finally gone on to her nipples and underarms and behind her ears. Brightness. Yes, the sun in the window behind her was so bright she'd had to lower the blinds to view herself.8:00 a.m. Time to open the garage. ’ ‘Please, I’d gladly come out here any day.’ I took a large swig, finishing my drink. Chris’ eyes widened as I put the glass under the lounge chair, ‘Done already? I’m always amazed at your ability to drink.’ I smiled, looking over at his barely touched drink, ‘It was a long day, I just needed something to unwind.’ He put his mojito down and got up and turned to look at me, ‘Well, I think that I could help with that.’ The summer breeze drifted over us as he leaned over towards me. His hands.