Then I back home to shower, eat breakfast and off to school. By third period I'm horny again. There's so much prime and untapped snatch at my high s...hool and I want it. So I see Brandy, (hot black bitch too) peering through the doorway giving me a wink. I know what she wants. She assists in the front office so she's not really in class like the rest of the students. I raise my hand and ask to use the restroom. I bounce up and go to the head. I walk up to the last stall and that chick. . . but his touch was actually increasing her growing desire. Soon he was gently flicking his thumbs across the erect buds that were becoming more prominent. This was a bold move, but both of them watched as her nipples became even more stiff and now fully aroused. "Someone likes to have their titties touched . . . don't they?" She tried to say what she knew her mom would want her to . . . but answered honestly instead. " Yessssssss . . . it feels REALLY nice . . . when you do that," she. Startled, I reacted by shoving her panties into the washing machine and stumbled, “Oh! I, um, didn’t hear you. Sorry. No, I was just trying to sort the laundry. You have another trade show this weekend, don’t you?”So, I managed to escape more discussion about her panties, but I also didn’t get the chance to investigate that stain on the cotton crotch. Hmmm…it got my imagination running. It looked a lot like a semen stain that had leaked. Had she had sex with someone? Was she having an affair?. Maybe it was because I was alone with him. I didn’t think much more about until he started to linger around the store for a while. I started to wonder why he didn’t just go to the candy counter and then check out. He just walked around giving me awkward glances. He looked me up and down and then when I was restocking for the next day he came up behind me. The next thing I knew my ass was in his hand. “What are you doing?” I asked him, confused. “Haven’t you ever wondered why I came in here.