Diane explained the situation vis-a-vis the upcoming swimming competition."So you're trying to make instant nudists out of the kids? Isn't that a litt...e, er, extreme?" I don't think so. And neither do they. The morning workout session is almost over, why don't we drop by and you can talk to them?"Allowing the press unfettered official access to his students seemed not only foolhardy to Principal Hayworth, but positively suicidal. His heart seemed to skip a few beats."That would be lovely. How. “Hello, Dr. Rossetti. I think Darius is ready to go on his date,” I said, suppressing the urge to chuckle.“What can you tell me about his date? Is she someone who’s suitable for Darius?”I did my one-eyebrow-raised look.“I guess I don’t know what you mean by ‘suitable,’” I responded.“Darius said she is a senior. She’s not just putting him on and going to hurt his feelings, is she?”“Ah,” I said, suddenly understanding. “No. I assure you that Brook will be a proper young lady and wouldn’t do. We gabbed about this and that; I really hammed it up with my sloppy drunk routine. She watched me intently all the while, searching for a sign. I gave her one. In mid sentence I pretended to nod off.Jenna called out my name. She repeated it over and over, more and more urgently. Satisfied that I was out, she laid me down on the couch and took off my sneakers. Checking for any response, she said my name a few more times. I began breathing more loudly. She seemed to stand there staring for a few. I couldn’t let her win; I had to keep my composure. There were people all around the park doing what ever the hell it was they were doing. They had no idea of the sexual agony that was taking place inside the truck, but instead of providing a distraction, their presence turned me on even more. What if we get caught? The trouble we could have gotten into made me even hotter. As I tried to tune out her explicit suggestions, she regained my full attention by grabbing my swollen shaft. With a twist.