Ray put a hand on his shoulder and gave a slight downward nudge. Scott knew what he wanted. He hadn't expected this. Even as he had followed Ray into ...he dressing room he hadn't really know what to expect. Now he stood in front of this tall, muscled man with a hardon.Ultimately Scott decided that this was too good to pass up, bent down, and took Ray into his mouth. He started tentatively, pursing his lips at the tip while still holding the base in his hand. He started to move his head back and. I wanted all of her and when she wouldn’t give it, I’d said it was over. We were blaming each other—which we figured would be most believable to our friends. After all, isn’t that what couples do when they break up for real?Lily’s locker was in a different part of the common room to mine, whereas Clarissa’s was just a few down from mine. So, I was alone when I got to my locker. Clarissa was alone at hers, getting some books out. She looked my way and although she couldn’t flash me her wonderful. Forgot that yesterday. I hope nobody called. Oh, well. If it was important, they'll call again.Deborah was waiting by the driver-side door. "My turn to drive," she said, fumbling now with her right ear.Nancy shook her head. "No way. You drive like an old lady, and we're already going to be late."Deborah stood her ground. "Come on, cough up the keys. You drive like a maniac. Late or not, we'll get there faster if we don't have to stop for a speeding ticket, or to help someone out of a ditch your. “These jeans might hinder what I want to do to you. I don't suppose you'd be willing to take them off would you?" Do I have to?" You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."I stood up straight, turning to look at him deciding how bold did I want to go. I decided if I were doing it, I would do it his way. So with burning cheeks, I undid my jeans and shimmied them down my hips thankful I had decided to wear my favorite panties; green cotton with little white flowers.That impressed look.