She faced another tediously long, lonely, night alone. Her Husband was still on duty over seas, and was not due back home for another month. She had b...en alone for six months now. She smiled as she dried her body, for she thought of her new husband and the way he had made her feel. She had been virgin the night they married, and her experienced husband had awakened things in her that had lay sleeping. She touched her body for a moment, remembering his large, strong, hands and the way they felt. Brian tried to understand why so many of the guys in school went nuts over girls, especially the eleventh and twelfth graders."They're all nuts," was his only comment to himself, as he walked to the next class. Most of the morning was spent turning in books, and all the other stuff a ninth grader does before the school year was officially over.Later that morning Brian heard about how Lester Larsen, the class joker, rode with his bare butt stuck out the rear window of his best bud's car, He. Her face moved in slowly without force, her tongue homed in right where Leeann wanted it. Her lips surrounded her pulsing clit, sucked upon it, tapped it gently and quickly with her tongue. Leeann’s cane fell to the floor as she fell forwards, grabbed the girl’s head with both hands and caressed it firmly. Her knees turned to jelly, and after so long waiting she felt the sexual energy in her chest rise like magma in a volcano. Sighs turned quickly to breathy pants as the tapping against her. They called this area 'the lock.' About the size of two football fields, it was expansive and easily four stories high with not a single support interrupting the view. His Dodge Charger was here, along with the front end loader. The loader had received an overhaul and looked like it had just come fresh from the factory. His pickup truck was around somewhere, but he hadn't found it yet. There were huge blocks of raw steel and other materials wrapped in a type of plastic to prevent.