It was amazing how the story took on a life of its own. Typical high school rumor mill. Though it was a surprise when it morphed into my killing the k...d, and I was just biding time till I went to jail. I tried to keep my attention on class, but some of the stuff being said was funny.Leaving English class, I wondered what the mood of my table mates would be. Sitting down at the table, I heard some squealing.“OH MY GOD, YOU’RE MY HERO BARNIM!!!!”I recognized Beth by the voice. As I felt her hand. She felt a wave of guilt being overpowered by intense sexual urges. Barbara was stunned at the content of the message, embarrassed and aroused. Sarah had written "I can't wait to get my lips round your fat cock tonight, can't wait to grind my wet pussy into your face as you fuck my mouth." Barbaras feelings of guilt were completely overshadowed by intense feelings of lust and her hand automatically moved to her pussy. In the next message was a picture Sarah had sent. It was Sarah naked and for. I felt her wet saliva on my soft nipples. I was fully turned on now. I felt my body moving and turning as sensations ripped through it. I was unable to control myself. My hands were clutching her hair and pushing her head into my breasts asking for more. She picked my small nipples with her teeth softly. I felt my inner thighs getting sweaty. I knew that I was getting ready as I felt the wetness in my pussy under my panties. My legs were tensed and I was moving them unknowingly as my body began. "Oh madam, how can I help?" she asked Jennifer."It's not for me, it's for my husband; he wants some pretty shoes. Hetakes size 8, but can probably squeeze into seven and a half."The assistant turned to me. "What style are you looking for, sir?" Tell her which ones you like, darling" Jennifer insisted. I pointed outa pair of flat heeled sandals, almost unisex in style, but Jenniferwould not relent."Don't be shy, dear; those are far too drab for you. You want somethingpretty in at least a three.