What?" I stammered, looking down trying to avoid her piercing blue eyes. When I looked up again Tracy was staring off into the distance, thinking abou... something that made her lips curl into a devilish smile."It's not a big deal, you know." she replied. "Lots of boys check out my ass." That surprised me. I always thought guys liked her perky tits more than her juicy ass. It's no secret that there are more tit men in the world than there are ass men, at least that's what I think. As far as what. The professor seemed quite surprised.“I usually only get one or at most two students who have used explosives before,” he told us before asking, “What is your name, young lady?”“I’m Marianne Riedasel. I’m from Telchines, and I have been handling explosives for ten standard years. We usually blast twice a week in each of the mines in the area where I lived,” she told a very surprised Professor Rivers. Andrew and Henry followed her, and they left him just as startled as Mare had.“Well, we. He bends down towards Megan’s lips, and she accepts his, tentatively at first, uncertainly licking the taste onto her own tongue, and considering it, then she embraces it with passionate enthusiasm, and wraps her arms around his neck as she engages him in a full lip-lock, sucking all the juices she can reach.“Do you mind if we do it again?” she asks when she comes up for air, sounding much more cheerful.“I thought you’d never ask!” I laugh, and immediately switch from inhaling her heady sexy. I was drawing an old rocking chair, when my phone went off in my pocket. The vibrations ran through my pussy and made me jump, messing up my drawing. "Dammit," I mumbled to myself as I took my phone out. One new message. "Hey doll. Wanna have some fun?" And in the message was the picture of me from the other day that James took on his phone. My slutty, disheveled image filled the screen. My clit throbbed at the memory. I bit my lip. My phone went off again. "So, slut, who did you fuck today?".