Names, characters, and incidents are figments of the authors’ imagination. Any resemblance to events and/or persons is entirely coincidental. Copyri...ht © UnXpected, 2011 Our eyes locked for a minute, before I look her up and down. She looked good, and I know she knew it. Her hair, Jet black in a Page Boy style, Brown skin, Almond shaped eyes, a revealing fishnet black shirt with no bra. Was that her nipple caught in one of the many holes in the material? I got excited, as I imagined taking her. But single sex schools were more common in those days, than they are in these enlightened times and I suppose it would have made disciplinary matters more difficult had there been members of the opposite sex at school.I was eleven years old when I started at ‘The High School’ and stayed there until I was between the ages of eighteen and nineteen. Our uniform in the first five years consisted of a dark green pleated skirt and blazer, white shirt and two tone green tie in diagonal stripes.. Andres is about 6 feet tall, handsome guy, well built, dark hair, he enters my house with booze in hand, I usually supply the food and they supply the booze, he walks in and I introduce him to Stephanie, as they were getting acquainted, my door bell rings again and I go answer it, as I look back, Steph and Andres, seem to be hitting it off.I open the door and my friend J.D. walks in, probably next to my other find Tom, J.D. is the most sexed guy I have ever met but seems to be full of shit, one. The pleasure he caused me was just becoming unbearable. My clenched legs were now getting weaker. My feet were slightly moving apart, slowly giving more room for his fingers. I spread my thighs, yet giving more room. His fingers were now moving up and down and feeling my pussy lips through the thin material of my wet thong. I could still feel his cock pressing against the crevice of my ass.As the train swayed and moved, I started to move my ass to feel his cock. I slowly moved my hips left to.