She turned around rubbing her ass against the bulge in my shorts, I reached down and around cupping her breasts. Her nipples were hard against my fi...gers. She was tugging her thong out from the crack of her perfect little ass and peeled them off her body, grabbed them from her ankle and brought them up to my face. "would you like to smell my panties?" She held them up to my nose while my cock was pitching a tent in my shorts. "here take them. I know how much you like my panties. How bout. I can feel it lapping at my thighs ever so softly, and then until it just covers my breasts. I stroke my bare skin with my hands, bathing away all the impurities since I was here last. Quickly I dive under the water, into a green shimmering world of sprites and suchlike. As I surface I can see someone on the shore. He is here. But as I blink the water from my eyes he is gone. A figment of my imagination. Suddenly I feel strong hands grasp me from below the water, and I struggle but I cant get. Mrs. Dupree didn’t give any reaction or answer. The teacups had been placed on a tray along with two small plates and knives. Pippa held the doors open as Mrs. Dupree carried the tray through to the lounge. Sophie looked up at Pippa as if to ask her how it went and Pippa shrugged her shoulders. Mrs. Dupree waited for a pause in the conversation and turned to the group. “Would you mind excusing me for ten minutes; Philippa and I have a little matter to deal with?” Pippa blushed and followed Mrs.. . !"Well, Smokey did two more numbers that night. I can't remember what they were. I just know he caused the Class Play to run longer than had been expected. I don't think any of the teachers or students ever expected him to be that good. As one of my other classmates sitting next to me in the audience said, "He's the Real Deal!"Anyway, before I leave this part of the story I would like to talk about basketball one last time. Okay?Near the end of our Senior year, the entire high school was.