Thank God--and I say this without fear ofsounding cliche--it was a Friday, because I needed the weekend. I could justnot deal with whatever was going ...n inside of my brain during the week, whenI also had schoolwork to worry about, and football, et cetera. Well. Finally,as the bus dropped me off at home, Jenny spoke to me. She had been silent allthroughout my classes, I thought quizzically."I didn't want to disturb you. You seem as though you're doing several reallyimportant things," she said in. Your fingertips circle my hard nipples. My legs are practically twitching with want. As your big manly hand presses flat in the space between where my full bosom meet I too begin to explore your body. Nibbling on your ear, planting sweet kisses on your neck, feeling the strength of your shoulders. Oh how I want to touch your whole body with my hands, my mouth, all of me. Finally you make your way down, down to what has been aching for you, waiting for you, you who have earned entry. Softly you. We probably could have just sat there and waited it out, such things lasting only fifteen or twenty minutes usually and wet is wet, after all. But this was better and Eva knelt on the seat, digging through the back for a towel. I slapped her butt as it wiggled back and forth in her tight, wet pants, drawing a wave of her hand."Do you think she got pregnant?" I asked Wolfgang, because he'd made it sound like that's what Geli wanted."Here. Give me this," Eva said, meaning my head as she started. ‭ ‬She was a pretty thing with dirty stringy blonde hair but she looked like she would clean up nicely.‭ ‬She was wearing sandals, ‭ ‬jeans that were too tight over her swollen belly even un-zipped, ‭ ‬and a T-shirt that was becoming too small for her as her tits were beginning to swell up more.‭ ‬The girl looked desperate too.‭ ‬What guy would want to get involved with an underage pregnant girl‭? ‬Well I would.‭I called the girl over to my car and she came quickly.‭ ‬I suppose she was hungry.