My blouse has parted to such a degree that too much movement would expose at least one nipple. The blouse is fairly tailored, so it nips in the waist....I look up at you, as you lean in to give me a kiss and you whisper, “That’s a bit better!” I glance around nervously, but we are the only ones waiting for the elevator and quietly wish for it to arrive quickly, before anyone else comes across.You run your hand up and down my back and then move lower to cover my arse. I shiver as your movements. Like, I'm seventeen. D'you KNOW how many seventeen year old girls I know of who are still VIRGINS?" Uh..." I had no idea."I'll tell you. One. ME! But I don't know everybody. But the girls I hear, they've ALL done it. Some of 'em do it a LOT. With a lot of different guys. I'm sorry. I had a mom like that. I don't EVEN want to be like Mom." But just because a lot of people do something doesn't make it right. Stupidity can flourish in large groups."Giggle. "I saw that on a sign in your office!" I. Anna leaves me her key involuntarily. Key to her room. To her hot sexy secrets, I hope. Her heart, that is my ultimate hope.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Anna took along her diary of this year. I find earlier editions in her room. Which is the first I inspect for private 'dirty details'.Anna took along most of her sexy slips. Did not leave any dirty ones in the. Then one day on a spontaneous shopping run into Laketown, the nearest populated area, Chad Westbrooke the school quarterback, the tall blonde stallion and social powerhouse of the school ran into Jay at Hanson's Drugstore. Jay was browsing some magazines and greeted Chad friendly as he brushed by him in the aisle. Chad was a sociable fellow and fell into talking with Jay. The pair hit it off well and within a short time were chumming together like best pals at school. The social air had.