My alarm started buzzing and brought me back to my stale reality. Should I stay home and play it sick today or should I go to school? I finally crawle... out of bed, barley awake and stumbled into the bathroom for my usual morning schedule. I stripped of my clothes and waited for the water to warm as I looked at myself in the mirror, palish skin, spotted with some freckles, though not a lot like you would normally see. I glided up of reflection To my hair and pucca shell necklace. I wore It every. Wouldn’t you be if a man stripped in front of you and you saw what he intended to do?) Then he was lying on the bed next to me again. I could feel his nakedness against mine. And I mean I could really feel his nakedness. It was long and hard and pressing against my side. It was only natural that I should push it away, and I had to hold it or it would have poked against me again. Now that I was holding I couldn’t help but get a proper feel of it. It was hot and hard. I was surprised at how hard. This was going to be a long day. As she walked by some of the teachers she worked with she would start to picture them sexually. This never happened before. Now it was happening every time she talked to her colleagues. She had a meeting with her grade level peers. 5 other teachers, all in their 20’s all beautiful. She, being the oldest and having more experience, is often looked upon to provide answers to questions. Today, she appeared out of it, when, in her mind 2 of the teachers, the. Steve opened the gate and walked in, then stopped suddenly. Rick almost ran into him from behind. “Holy shit, would you look at that?” Steve whispered. Fifteen feet away from them, Cindy was lying stark naked on her lounge. Her white spots shown bright white in the sun, and her whole lithe body shimmered from the oil that covered it. Her eyes were closed, and she apparently had not heard them enter. She was lying facing them, her feet.