With my heart caught in my throat I wasn't able to sayanything, so I pretty much just stood there like an idiot until after hespoke."Hi," he told me w...th a huge smile and his eyes staring straight intomine. "After you told me what the other girls had done... I... umm..."He looked at my parents and family seeming pretty nervous. "I just hadto get back up here to see how you were doing... I'm sorry, should Ihave called first? I didn't know all your family was here..." I realizedthat he was. So the stage was set, totally innocently and albeit unthinkingly, for a one-on-one meeting between Kyle, the final year pupil aged eighteen, and Steve Shanit, his sports teacher aged twenty-two, whose only intention at the time was to tan Kyle’s ass in retribution for his delinquent behaviour during the match. But as we all know the best laid plans often go astray; which is exactly what they did in the present case.The school’s team returned from the football pitch and went to the showers where. It was going to be a moonless night so the stars really shone in the darkness. Aimlessly chatting. Eventually all had eaten, cleaned up and peace sorry and endless babble of chatter from the ladies. I gave up round about 9.00pm and retreated to my tent, by myself as it was still so warm I undressed totally and lay on top of my sleeping bag half in and half out of the tent, hearing the chatter faintly I could look out and see the stars, occasionally a satellite or a shooting star. My time, my. One would wonder how she could sit in those clothes, but none dare question aloud.This uniform, tight and teasing, roused not only the members from bed early in the morning but kept their dicks roused from slumber as well. The sergeant knew this was going to happen, and she came prepared for the worst. All the men stood tall as she came making her way through, her heels tapping the cement surface of the floor, her broad-rimmed hat resting low above her eyes."Good morning, Privates! What a.