The day after, I walked into the gym a little earlier than usual and I happened to walk in the exact same time as John. This was good. I wanted to fur...her exert my authority over him. "Hey, how is it going?" I said confidently."Good" he said. "How are you?" "Same old, same old" He smiled. We walked into the locker room and changed into our workout clothes (without getting naked). As I was tying my shoes, I said "How are things up on the 5th? You settling OK after the recent changes with Noreen". I heard Mrs. Rodriguez ask Patrick and me if we needed relief and we told her no. She looked glad that we didn't request relief in her class.What seemed only a few minutes later the bell rang, indicating the end of classes for the day.Before we could leave, Mrs. Rodriguez asked Patrick and me to stay for a minute. "Thank you for remembering what I had requested for you to do last Monday." She said after the classroom was almost empty."Actually I did not even remember that you had asked us if we. .she was wearing white panties and i thought i saw some moisture between her legs...she threw the jeans to me and i smelled the crotch area...she asked me what i was doing and i laughed and told her that i was trying to get a whiff of her juices...she was embarassed and told me she had never been licked below the way i had last time and she couldnt believe i could want to get so close and personal with her'juices'. she then proceeded to unbutton her white shirt and as more and more buttons. " Quinn shifts around in her seat, feeling uncomfortable with the conversation. She didn't like it when people said things about her friends, especially people who were supposed to care about them the most. "Don't sit here by yourself," Owen's stepdad says. "Come downstairs. Say hi to my friends." "No, thanks," Quinn mumbles. "Oh, come on! Look, I'm sorry, okay? I'm not good at this dad stuff. You know how rude Owen can be sometimes - it reflects. I'm learning. Come on, Quinnie. Come downstairs.