He was alone and needed the ketchup again. I found it strange that this popular guy would be sitting alone when a group of his friends were also eatin... there. I thought to myself that he probably wanted time alone so that he could catch up on some studying or reading. But, he didn't have any books with him. Instead he just sat there, facing me this time, eating. This was making me very uncomfortable. Mainly because I found it difficult to look anywhere but in his direction. I undressed him. 'I can smell you.' More swiftly than Pat would have imagined, his hand shot down and up beneath the hem of her uniform, and his forefinger pressed between the lips of her sex, through the insubstantial material of her tights.She pulled back, too late, as he brought his forefinger up to the light; it glistened, from Pat's own wetness.'Whore,' was his verdict.Her hands balled into fists, her face boiling, Pat spun and left Darragh cackling into his lap like a witch over a cauldron, casting black. " He gave me a hand,then laughed as I stumbled over to the dresser. I took out one of his T-shirts,put it on and called the dog over to me. Telling him to "sit",the husky offered up first one paw and then the other,for me to cover with a pair of Andy's sweat socks."What's that for?" Andy asked."I don't want to get torn up again. It was embarrassing enough telling Mom that I fell out of a tree the first time it happened. Get ready!" I told him,as I got down on all fours and leaned back.It was. Varnita arrived at my place at 11. I welcomed her with a big hug. We both knew what was going to happen but still, both were scared. I took her to my room and asked for some refreshment. After doing everything we started watching a movie and we both were on the bed lying beside each other. My hands were wrapped around her and were touching her boobs. Her boobs were making my dick uncomfortable in ṭhose boxers. So we started talking and started talking about our sex chat. Both were feeling horny.