Kenny took my hand into his and we headed for sixth period. On Saturday, I met Kenny at his house and we walked to the carwash. It was one of the larg...r hangouts. We were there most of the day. I was across the parking lot talking with Rebecca and Nicole when everybody in the parking lot heard three loud cracks and someone fell to the ground. My heart stopped when I saw whom it was. Kenny! I pushed passed the crowd and knelt beside his. He was bleeding from his chest. He had been shot three. The day was painfully slow and my final class turned out to be Biology with Mrs Hodgekins. The final bell rang and everyone packed up and left the classroom. I sat at my table and leaned back and Mrs Hodgekins stood up and walked over to the door and locked it and walked over to the windows and pulled a the curtains closed of each window and walked seductively over to the front and pulled down the projector screen. I was wondering what was happening and then she put on the projector and took. She wears clothes like a belly dancer: she has a hip scarf decorated with coins, she wears a headband and a rather tight-looking red top and an equally red skirt that covers her legs. She is barefoot, though. The girl is 5'4 in height, a full foot shorter than you. The top has trouble holding what seemed to be DD-cup breasts and, when she turns around to inspect where she is, the skirt seems to hide a big bubble butt. She stretches out as her bones popped, finally turning around and facing you. I don't remember how long stroked her back and neck, sliding my hands down to the curve of her ass, cupping her round cheeks in my palms.Finally, I couldn't hold myself back any longer; I allowed my fingers to drift down, along the cleft between her cheeks. I pulled off the flimsy panties and touched very lightly the pucker of her asshole and felt her twitch as my fingers passed over it. Then I moved them down, stroking her inner thighs and she widened her legs for me to gain greater access..