My face still into my locker , trying to hide the stifness in my pants I repiled. Nothing Chillen I guess. Kevin & Tarell walked ahead.Okay good , Er...c said back. walking backwards he asked me another question .You coming to the game after school ?Uh yeah I am. Face still facing into my locker , now mind you I was only getting my english book. Good Eric said giving me a thumbs up , and oh yeah bring your sister too. He jogged to catch up with Tarell and Kevin.Now at that moment my heart sank. She had, she said, a bit of potentially good news and would I drop into her office when I had time. Flick worked from an unpretentious office in a chic part of the city, assisted by a couple of girls who, like me, had gone to one of those fine British girls’ boarding schools and had the cut glass accent that I had worked so hard to lose. When I wandered into the office later that week, a Thursday, Hattie Forsyth, one of Flick’s handmaidens, was bent over a filing cabinet, a tight black skirt. There was no changing my mind because I got rid of my birth control pills and neither of the guys had any condoms (Not that I would want one anyway), and I knew that once we started fucking, I wouldn’t want to stop and even if I did, I doubt if he would be able to pull out. As Jim and I were kissing and I was drinking my wine and we were catching our breath, I wondered if Michael had cum inside of Denise yet.Jim leaned over and started kissing my boobs and sucking my nipples. Damn that was. Shereached her hand down the front of her bottoms andbegan fingering her clit and moaning. It wasn’t longbefore Jim was cumming, shooting his seed on her tits.She was cumming too, moaning and smiling. She got up,got a towel, and wiped her chest off. What surprised meis she didn’t put her top back on.“Next hand,” David announced, “Josefin gets to do whatshe wants.”The three of us smiled at that and got deep into ourgame. Again, she came over and stood by me. I.