At last, totally spent, the young girl breathed several heavy sighs of relief and lay quite still for a full minute. "Mr. Bell, that was unbelievable,...I don't know how you knew what to do, but you were amazing."Jenny slid off his lap onto her knees and said, "It's a good thing you had this towel Mr. Bell, but you do not need it anymore," as she picked it up and dropped it onto the floor. She then moved both hands to the teacher's belt buckle. She opened it, unhooked the top of his pants,. His cute, pert-nosed face was smeared with dirt but the full, red lips still lookedinvitingly sensuous, and his dark hair was a wild, leaf-strewn tangle."This would be so much easier if I could stand up and walk!" He thoughtto himself, feeling the tightness of the tough vines that held hisankles to his thighs -- and had for weeks now! "Or if only I had someclothes -- just anything to wear!" He blushed all over at the thought ofthe picture he must make, nude, ultra-feminine, and bound on all. She wipes her mouth upon the cloth as though is were the meanest of homespun napkins. We embrace and for a long while, kiss furiously. There is no need for words. I sit up as Ara settles back upon the rich cloth that is our love seat. I raise one of her lovely legs and slowly run my hands up and down its smoothness. “Mmmmm, that fells wonderful, don’t stop,” she purrs. “How old are you?” “Nineteen, I was born in the month of Haritos, on night of the ninth.” “Which means?” “I. Liyana, do a short stop and go in the middle of the field. Annabelle, you block for her. Athena, you drop back on my left as my emergency outlet. We go on three. OK? Break!”Everyone looked at Mark with a what-are-you-talking-about look on their faces, as Annabelle started laughing.Mark smiled, “What? It’s a good game plan! I think Liyana or Solara would have a shot at scoring!”Athena picked up a nearby pillow and threw it at Mark, “The game plan for THIS planet, you weirdo!”“Fine! I think we.