I felt embarrassed and moved away.Later that night Nitin called inside the room to discuss something. I went and all others were inside looking at me....hen Nitin spoke upNitin- dude check this girl (he handed me phone)Me-wow who is she looks like an actress.Nitin-her name is Priya.If u want u can have her but on one condition.Me-what is that?Nitin-only if u allow us to have fun with sister.I began to fume in anger and started shouting.Nitin cooled me down.Nitin-see even u have a boner when we. "He got behind the plate and, despite his blanket instruction, Hernando dutifully signaled "fastball" for the first pitch. I poured it in, heard it smack Hernando's mitt with unusual authority, and watched the umpire raise his right arm decisively.The mitt moved around between pitches, left and right and sometimes a little bit upward, but the signal was always the same: fastball.I struck out the side. Eleven pitches to three hitters. All the third strikes were swinging misses. My inherited. Sister Agnes’s Bobby solution seemed to be working because the female student morale had gone up lately and a large number of the girls wore dreamy looks on their immature faces whenever Bobby past by with his robes down to his ankles and as all the girls knew wearing absolutely nothing on underneath so her could take care of business without any obstacle in the way of its goal.Sister Agnes had recently been wearing her confiscated naughty undies that she liberated from the students and she had. Her legs were slightly open, showing the outline of her young pussy lips. She noticed my bulg.“Can we talk somewhere more private?” she asked.I gave her my address and told her to come to my house at 3pm next day – and wear only the same hotpants and top. When she turned up I was wearing a singlet and shorts and was already feeling really horny.I opened the door just she was about to knock. “Hi Jacqui, come on in,” I said, not wishing to let any nosey neighbours see a sexy young girl at my.