.. outside the guidance counsellor’s office.“I found a hex.”“But we already swept the hallway near there,” he said thoughtfully, before snap...ing his fingers in triumph. “Of course! Lily was in charge of that section.”Brandi sat and watched Niles as he excitedly theorized out loud. He was so passionate - it was obvious how much he cared about the teenagers under his ward.The longer she sat and watched, the more she became aware of Niles as a male. He was so attractive, in an kind, fatherly kind. “Call me a nigger.” His voice boomed.Though I doubted he needed to hear that to get hard, saying it was the least of my concerns. I embellished, as he had demanded the last time. “Stupid, fucking, fat nigger. Get your nigger cock away from me!” At least it was from the heart.His fat belly, covered by a dirty t-shirt, loped over and onto my back. Its portent I understood well. Despite a weekend of accommodating it, the size of Terry’s cock surprised. It pushed in, mocking me with its ease of. He was very nice and gave us all a kiss, but departed without so much as a blowjob from any of us. Too bad to. I think I’d have let him fuck me right there on the couch if he’d made a pass at me. So after he left, the party slowed down and drifted into the kind of sexy girl talk that guys always wished they could listen in on. As I said earlier, some of us were beginning to experiment with bisexuality and we talked openly about whether we had tried sex with other girls or had just thought. I made sure that Ron saw me spread my ass cheeks to dry my anus then we both got dressed. As we walked to the parking lot I said, “loved your choice of underwear.” He said “Thanks. I’ve got a sapphire blue pair that are a bit smaller. I’ll try to wear them next time.” Sure enough, two days later, we were back at the dryer counter after showering and he had on what was essentially a neon blue thong!! His fully exposed ass looked so hot!! Fortunately there was no one else in the locker room at.