I guess all of the sinks and faucets were communal. I looked down at Sam’s screen just as she alt-tabbed over to Word. She was typing a report. The ...usic still blared out of the headphones on her lap. She crossed her legs and I noticed her jeans were unzipped.“What’s up?” I asked her. “You doing OK?”“No,” she huffed. I raised my eyebrow. “Schoolwork, not us. Us is something else.”“OK.” I frowned. “Hard, or just behind?”“Behind.” She scratched her head. “I’m not like Max. I can’t cut a couple. Amazing." Staci struggled to find breath for words as her pussy began to calm "How...how did you do that?" "You really wanna know?" Kat smiled.Staci nodded.Kat lead her teenage student over to the bedroom. It had a huge closet and sets of drawers stacked around the walls with a slightly narrow double bed in the centre. Cream sheets covered and it was on these which Kat lay down. She propped a pillow behind her back and leant against the headboard. She spread her legs."Come here" She said softly. Tiny little mounds appeared to masquerade as boobs. Hormones were flowing and I had a healthy and high sex drive, but it remained a mostly secret one.Fulfilling that sex drive was done in private with my fingers or a very slender (and very secret) dildo that, like a tampon, didn't destroy my virginity. I was extremely shy, introvertive, and lacking in self confidence.All this began to change my sophomore year. I joined a number of school organizations, went to contest in several of them, got on. Yes I take the more dominant role; my lover is happiertaking the submissive part.So, we sat at a pavement table at our favoriterestaurant discussing all the things important to us.Sarah stopped listening to me. She stared across theroad. I turned my head; my eyes scanning thepedestrians, to find what it was that had caught hereye.The girls there were pretty enough but not outstanding.Nor were they attired in anything particularlyoutstanding.“What’s got your attention.