I was smiling. Sara took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom.Sara helped undress me and we both stepped into the shower. I love showers and sh...wering with two different women was very special. She asked me to teach her about sex. Jeannie in a raised voice said, please do. I looked out and saw a naked woman on my bed.Sara and I started washing each other’s bodies. I had a big smile as I saw the same tits as her mother’s in my hands. Soon she had both hands around my hard cock. She looked. She had bad skin and absolutely no sense of style, and Bonnie couldn't think of a single person she knew who would have thought of her babysitter as "bright". But just then, she figured it was what Sandy needed to hear.'If she was truly bright, then she wouldn't even be in the situation that she's in, ' thought Bonnie. 'And what's your excuse?' she suddenly asked herself. 'What possible excuse can you come up with for remaining in your abusive relationship?'As soon as she asked herself that. Where is my locker? I look at the number on the key – eight hundred and twenty one. Panicking, I walk up and down the aisles. I get shocked looks as I squeeze past people. Two lads see me, and grin. “Nice tits love,” one says. I ignore them and keep walking. A woman mutters, “Disgusting.” Thank God! I take the key off my wrist, and put it in the lock. Nearly there. Nearly there. I just need to get my things...then I’m safe. A middle aged man is putting things in a locker a few feet away, and. One of our other friends, Matt said he would drop Brian’s car off at his apartment and help get him into his room. His girlfriend would drive his car. We all lived fairly close to each other.. We lay Brian on my back seat and Sandy got in the front with me. Matt followed us to Brian’s apartment and parked his car. Matt and I carried the drunken Brian to his room and threw him on his bed. Matt put his keys on the dresser and he left. I drove down the road to drop Sandy off at her place. We got.