I got pledged by a jock fraternity, illegal of course, and Linda joined what we called the "sub-debs," the stuck-up bitches that ruled our school's so...iety.One sunny day in October, early in the school year anyhow, she sat down beside me at lunch, her jutting jugs bobbling wonderfully under a soft polo and her short skirt barely within the dress code, said, "Hi" and "Do me a favor?"I blinked at her and felt my cock surge and my balls tingle. I managed to nod."On that English essay we have to. I imagine her stepping in the shower dressed as she is now, watching her get wet, I step in with her we kiss and undress our sopping wet clothes…..‘We have to ensure you are suitable to visit this resort.’ Mel continues,‘Sorry? Suitable? What are you on about?’ I wonder what June has been up to, she has threatened to get revenge for the wet and messy surprise party I organised for her birthday a couple of months ago, you remember where I got her sploshed by several guys and girls when she. ”Melissa looked suddenly sober, “Oh shit.”“Yeah, it’s like he drops off the face of the Earth for months at a time. He doesn’t even really like to talk on the phone. He’s just totally focussed on work.”“Yuck.”Deborah nodded sadly.Melissa asked, “So is that part of what happened with you two, why you’re with Michael now?”“Yeah, plus, like I told you, our kinks never really aligned.”Melissa gave her a questioning look, trying to encourage her to continue.Deborah nodded, “Well, you know he’s into. “Okay.”She stood up and Curt followed suit. They walked up the stairs and I heard Allie’s squeaky bedroom door open.For the next fifteen to twenty minutes, I tried to watch TV and keep my mind off of what was going on upstairs, but I couldn’t help but wonder what exactly they were doing. Was Curt enjoying it? Was Allie? Were they fucking by now? The curiosity was getting the best of me. What if I snuck upstairs and listened? I could get an idea of where they were in the proceedings. Okay, one.