I went down to the kitchen and waited for the trolley to be loaded, and was pleasantly flattered with the wolf calls and whistles. I went to the staff...toilet as I waited and saw myself in a different light in the mirror on the wall, like I was a different person and realizing I was really daring, though my face still had a girlish glow, there was no mistaking that someone young lay beneath the scantily clothes.“Wow Mariel”, you certainly look different, I turned and saw Lucy, one of the cleaner. The boys residence was on the east side of the school, the girls on the west, and the teachers residences and detention rooms were on the north face. These detention rooms were used to conduct regular detentions as well as overnight punishments (a sort of solitary confinement with only the bare essentials - a far cry from the numerous facilities boasted by the normal pupils residences). Miss Moone herself was a fair woman, with what she would call an ample chest. Her 34C's gave her some drawing. She searches Jon’s face looking deeply into his clear blue eyes, silently pleading with him to stop this. The stranger reaches out grabbing roughly at her tits. He pulls her back against him and gropes between her legs through the thin material of her skirt. Jon flashes May an apologetic look, and whispers to her that it will be ok. She can feel the stranger growing hard against her and wonders how big he is. She hopes that he is bigger than Jon because that would serve him right. And if he is. I would sit by the pool with them chatting about stupid shit and find myself lost in a dream of playing with Barb’s perfect ass.That’s when my trouble would start. Tricia would notice my trunks start to bulge and laugh at me for it.Bren would make an off-hand comment about “boys” and Barb would laugh at me over it and bounce into the pool…showing off her ass, which is what got me in trouble with them to start with!Try as I might, I could get nowhere with any of them. They were all in their.