Free coffee was always the same. It was made from a blend of coffee, right off the grinding plant’s floor. I forced it down while I told my story.I ...ad to repeat that I heard only one shot, not the ten to twenty the state police detective insisted were fired.Finally he asked, “Can you explain that?”“If I do? It will just be a guess,” I declared.“So guess,” he demanded.“Okay, there were two or more shooters. The Marshals had gotten sloppy. The shooters slipped in, forced the door, and started. I think I'll pay him a visit."I could skip a shower today since I hadn't broken a sweat. Denise told me that she could hang out in the hall with the Guardians, so we went to the hall and found them waiting there; then I returned to my locker and switched back to my cycling tights. I was happy when I realized that I had gym again this week only once more, on Wednesday.History class was next period.When I got to History, Denise was already outside the classroom and she and her Guardian were. Nudging my slit, she eased the thick dildo into my hungry hole. It was so big that it felt like I was being stretched to the max. The pressure was incredible. With every inch, she and I moaned. I could feel distant vibrations from her toy. Seeing her lovely face covered in a sheen of sweat, I pushed upward to help her bury that cock inside me. Bucking my hips more, I felt the toy rub every sensitive spot I had. The more I worked myself on that rigid pole, the more I worked her on her own toy.. He took his other hand and squeezed some of his pre-cum onto his fingers. He took the pre-cum up to her beautiful pussy and started rubbing her clit with it. She stirred. "Oh fuck," he thought, "she's waking..." He stopped what he was doing to see what she would do. She mumbled something, then went back into her deep sleep. "Good little girl," he thought, "go back to sleep so I can finish up down here!" He began rubbing her clit again, very gently, as he didn't want her stirring again! He moved.