A new girl. St. John’s doesn’t get a lot of new students in the middle of the year, senior year especially. I duck my head under the professor’s...stern glare, heading for my seat. ‘Find a seat,’ the professor tells the new student. I missed the introduction apparently. She’s pretty, with light brown hair that’s more blonde at the ends. Her eyes are cornflower blue, wide in her little elven-featured face. She’s incredibly short, barely five feet or so. I’m almost five seven so when her footsteps. "Do I have something onmy face?"He nodded. "Eye shadow."Tracy smirked and turned her face away. I, however, continued to lockeyes with the boy."Yes," I said. "Is that a problem?"He shook his head, still seeming as if he were not quite sure he wasseeing what he thought he was seeing."I just ..." Then his eyes drifted away from my face to focus on myhair."Who braided your hair?" I didn't realize we were meeting to play twenty questions of fashion. Idid."The two of them looked at each other, then. " --- said Sam, covering his dick in some thick grease from a jar. --- "Hope you don't have a lot of shit in, as I will push it all back up." --- he said smiling.She didn't. As she learned to give herself an enema, and she did it just before coming to the workshop. He aimed his dick, at her still bit gaping hole, and pushed. Her butt plug made a good work at loosening her sphincter, but it still took a bit of effort to push the cock past it. After that, Sam's dick sank deep it. Lilly could feel. Near the end, Liz saw a handmade sign that captured her interest. It was on bright green paper and was held by two girls that probably were a year or two away from being teenagers. They were obviously twins and the sign read that the concert was their birthday present.Well, it didn’t actually say that. It just said “Best Birthday Ever!”Liz motioned Stephanie forward and the tour manager reached into the bag she carried over her shoulder. She came out with two T-shirts exactly like the one that.