"What are you-," my teacher tried to ask. I interrupted him."I just can't take it anymore," I exclaimed. "I just can't deal with high school anymore!"...You're just overexaggerating," he dismissed. "Please sit back down." Are you telling me that I'm learning something in high school?" Well yes, you're learning lots of important information. That's why you have to attend."I laughed hard at that remark. I wanted to leave a lasting mark to show teachers what their classes were really teaching the. "Fucker!" She yelled as I cried "Bitch!", both of us shifting our feetand getting ready to smack at each other. You might think little of mefor hitting a woman, but playing rough had been part of the dynamic ofour friendship for years. Part of me found it quite reassuring."ENOUGH." We both knew that tone in Sara's voice and instantly backeddown. "Erik. Sit down and cover yourself. Jenny, sit over there and shutup. This is not the time, Erik needs to know."I shivered at her words, triggering. I stood and dragged her to her feet. As I pulled her mouth down to mine again to taste her musky scent on her tongue, I drove her back against the balcony door from which she had earlier fled. The rain pounded against the glass, delivering a chill massage to Veronica's back.My hands were acting of their own accord. One fought its way under her tight T-shirt in search of her glorious breasts while the other grappled with the button of her jeans. She started to undress me as well, but the b**st. We could hardly keep our hands off one another and made love every chance we got. Sometimes stopping in the middle of a project we would suddenly start fucking always hard and fast. Often we would feel sorta silly for doing it that way. One such time he fucked me on the ladder while I was painting the bedroom spilling a full bucket of paint all over us we looked quite the mess. Laughing at our state for nearly a half hour but it took hours to clean up. It was a happy time though a lot of work.