" The doctor says it should heal just fine." Class quiet, this is study time not chit chat time," says Mrs. Westcott.She starts reading attendance. S...e is very old school. She gets to meearly, since we are seated alphabetically. "Danny..." She pauses.Takes in my new look. "Glad to see you back in school so quickly."There is some snickering. She glares at the loudest of the snickerers.She just moves on and calls Denise's name, Denise Butcher, and moves onto the C's. I continue to read my. Colin and George seemed unconcerned by this, but I couldn't help but think differently.Is she avoiding me? Is that the real reason we aren't sharing a tent? Did she regret fooling around? So much for a relaxing afternoon fishing.It took about fifteen minutes to walk the half-mile to Curtis Creek. We found a small dock that jutted in, so that we wouldn't have to wade knee-deep in the water like some of the other fishermen downstream, and we put down our stuff.Even though I elected to go, I was. Her breasts, C cups, hers are possibly the greatest pair I've ever seen, they were largish with tiny nipples, it was like art, I mean seriously they just looked good in everything , not too big for her to begin looking slutty and not too small for them not to be a serious asset, but I always was more of an ass man, and my God did this 21 year old godess have an ass, the type of ass that makes you turn on a laptop and write whole stories about it on an erotic literature website.So I'm staring at. I felt like my brain was having a meltdown. I was aroused, I wanted to cum, but my cock hurt like hell. I felt it swell up and strain against the cage and I moaned into the gag. Eva just giggled.I wondered how long she would leave me in pain like this. The thought was strangely arousing. I couldn't do anything - I was tied down, gagged and helpless - and even though my dick was sore, I couldn't help being completely turned on. The vibrator hummed against my balls and I felt a shiver run down my.