It was almost noon when she found herself on the edge of a clearing. Very quietly,she reconnoitered, and when she'd made sure the clearing was empty, ...he wentin. Feeling a little thirsty now, she slipped out of her backpack once againand took out her canteen. Then she settled down on her haunches to sip herwater and check the breeze for scents. Sure enough, there was a sweet but vinegarytang on the air: the aroma of boy cream and stiff fairy cocks. But where wasit coming from? It seemed to be. Turning slowly, you watch in the mirror as the towel fall to the floor. You look at the cheeks of your round bottom and delight at how he loves to squeeze them. Back to the mirror now, you part your legs slightly and look over your shoulder at the beautiful image in the glass. Oh, how you wish he was there looking at you now, taking you in. He surely would stand close, body next to yours, wrapping his arms around you, holding you. You can almost feel him next to you, his growing bulge pressing. " No matter what you think, this incident will not just blow over. I think the best way to face it is head on. You should tell the school what happened, or each and everyone will be asking you the same questions and you will have to say the same thing 300 times." Perhaps you are right, sir. If I do talk at an assembly I would like a favour from you." What is it, Alex?" I want Helen, my foster sister in the front row. Someone also has to drive her to my foster brother's school and bring him. How much more plainly can I tell you. Your friend Mrs. Newark knows how to pay attention why can?t you?? Cindy only whimpered. ?Did you not understand me, Miss Cottrell?? Cindy nodded her head. ?Yet you disobeyed me. I am VERY disappointed in you, young lady. I am going to have to punish you somehow, later. If you made me burn your lunch, it will be VERY painful for you. Now, DO NOT CUM! I need to get back to cooking. Do you understand, Miss Cottrell?? Cindy whined.