“Start by lightly running your finger across the mound above your pussy. Class, what do we call this area?”The teacher was going to use the time f...r some basic anatomy review as well.“Mons ... Mons Pubis”“Good job class!”“Continue with the light tough and move your hand lower, rubbing your vulva gently.”“Can you see how the area is beginning to swell, this is the first sign of arousal.”“Start near the opening to your vagina and run your finger between the labia until you reach your clitoris.”At. The men I corresponded with and chatted with thrilled me and fulfilled a lot of my fantasies with their words, but they couldn’t touch me physically. Too bad. I desperately wanted to fuck every one of them. But, Rick, this tall, saucy specimen of a man, was just within arm’s reach of me. There was always that potential for something real to happen.Delivering the tuna salads in bowls to the table, I saw Rick sitting back, admiring me, yet waiting. Was he waiting for a signal, maybe? I wanted him. “They said you can fuck me now, so do it already. I want Porter in me, but he is just going to have to settle for Nalani and June,” she told me.Sorry, but not happening.She wanted it for sure but slipping my finger in her was all it took to make her cum hard enough to be exhausted.June was getting the shit fucked out of her by Porter. He fell asleep inside her, and she wasn’t far behind.We all showered before they had to rush out to get to school on time. Porter double-checked Shelly’s spine. She always maintained they weren't mean at all, claiming that I only took offense due to my over-sensitive nature. Whatever; we had made this pact, and she had never given me cause to not trust her, to not go back on her word. The thought also struck me that at no point had Cheryl brought up or mentioned her weight. This was a factor that was often thrown into discussions and excuses for why she wouldn't have sex with me (there was an entire cornucopia of excuses). She was very self-conscious.