My chest kissed her upper back and my head was right above hers. I’d pulled her long dark tresses out of the way, so I could gaze at her beautiful, ...eaceful face in profile. The smell of sex had only increased though my preparations, and I’d felt the slipperiness of Lyn’s arousal along my shaft and groin as I moved her and touched her. She’d been mine from the moment I’d woken up, and now I was going to prove that in spades.I started with my fingers, rubbing and teasing her gently. My left hand. Zack and Thumper both formidable in size and girth made it known that they'd take exception to such activities. Camp ended a week before classes began and we decided to have a costume party to blow off some steam. I wasn't going to go, for one I didn't have a "costume" and couldn't afford one but Zack and Thumper persisted and after a little "brain storming" I figured I could go as a Drum Majorette, I had the Drum Majors uniform from high school, and since our school colors are the same. But luckily for him the only interruption was a knock on the door."Enter!" The teacher said in an imperious tone."Please sir, can Sandra Coleman see Mrs. York?" The fearful girl in the doorway said, the History Teacher was feared throughout the school, his detentions were the worst — mind-numbingly boring — and so many tried not to go near him."Indeed? Well Miss Coleman go on, but I will want 5 pages on the Black Death next week!" He told Sandra as she started packing her things away.Sandra. "Ethan?" I hear someone call, and I look up to see Ethan blanch. He turns around as some girl coos "Hey!" while he gives her a hug. "How are you?" she asks, and when Ethan pulls away to stand beside me, she freezes. It's silent for one second, enough time for me to register that this is awkward. "I'm good Hannah, this is Chanel. Chanel... Hannah," he introduces us. She's very pretty, blonde, big brown eyes. "Nice to meet you," I say sweetly as she composes herself. "You too," she replies,.