But, to cut a long story short, i edged my arse forward until i was just about sitting on my seat, then i put the glass under my skirt and relieved my...elf into it! When i'd finished, i pulled it out and replaced it onto the table it had come from. The other girls were both amazed and amused - they didn't quite believe what i'd just done! One of then asked how i kept my knickers dry so i said, "What knickers?" and they all burst out laughing. Well, we had had a few drinks... Someone asked what. The fact that she was upset was part of the reason, and the fact that the other girls did little things to make her look bad was another part. ‘Look, why don’t you come over to my house after school?’ Miss Conklin suggested. ‘Maybe we can talk about why you’re so upset and…’ She smiled warmly at the slim teenager. Dianna had both feared and anticipated this moment all day. She was sure Miss Conklin was going to invite her to her apartment again, but wasn’t quite sure whether or not she wanted. ”My uncle started to get his gear together, and I went upstairs to change my clothes. I opted for a tight, white t-shirt with no bra, and my uncle’s favorite pair of super-short denim shorts with no underwear. I wanted our last day together to be a memorable one. I pulled on a pair of red cowboy boots and made my way downstairs.My uncle was still getting ready, so I decided to pack us a picnic lunch. I brought along a large blanket, and found myself getting aroused by the thought of what might. My smooth, pale skin. My long red hair. My dark blue eyes that border on a brownish purple in a soft light.My breasts, although smaller than some of the other girls', had grown in nicely, round and firm. I wondered if the shirtless muscle boy would enjoy kissing them.I spun around. My ass cheeks had the same nice firm curves as my breasts.It felt good to touch my skin all over. I wondered if that cute, hot basketball player might enjoy the feel of my flesh on his own hands.My pussy slit was.