At first, I thought it was just the attraction I've always had to beautiful women, sort of an I-wish-I-looked-like-that type of attitude." Eileen foun... all sorts of ways to brush against me whenever we were together, or to grasp my arm or leg when we were talking on the sofa. It always seemed perfectly innocent at the time, so I figured she was just one of those overly demonstrative people who are always touching you when they talk to make their point." Then I noticed that I was touching her. She comes from a privileged family and is very flamboyant. I come from a family that can barely make ends meet. She’s currently dating the most popular guy in our school. He’s a football jock. They met each other freshman year. She and I have known each other since childhood. She always ignored me. She always placed herself above me. My presence was only acknowledged by her when she needed me to do assignments and class projects for her. Her name is Clara. She’s tall and slim with light blonde. He spread my legs and slowly started pushing it in. I was still somewhat open from his fingers so it slid in nicely. He then asked if it was ok if he removed his bottoms. I said sure, I mean hell, I was on full display with a butt plug up my ass and cum smeared on my stomach. He started back with my upper body. Just then I noticed a detail I hadn’t noticed until now. His table was shorter than normal. Maybe just by a few inches but when he was massaging my torso, every time he would reach down. She splashed a little on the cold ceramic tub so she could stretch out without touching the chilling surface.The deepening water seemed to engulf her like an ocean wave, rising higher and higher, easing away her aches and soreness like gallons of liniment. In a few seconds, she caught herself falling asleep, sprawled in the whirling water, really relaxed for the first time since those horrible minutes in Marty Bondman's office.Also for the first time, she was able to clearly think about what.