At the time, and to this very day, I was fascinated with breasts, and the low-cut shirts were my guardian angel, ensuring that I would indeed survive ...igh school. I would spend entire class periods staring down girls shirts. Occasionally I would be caught and called a perv, but there were those times when the girl would kinda smile and slyly let that neckline fall lower and lower until the only obstacle of a nip-slip was a pink laced bra. Unfortunantly my classes were only a half hour, but. I said, "I'm calling the Bureau for a tracking team. There has to be something in the room to give us both the heebie jeebies. That's really strange, I would have sworn there was someone there. It was almost like I could smell him."Sam and I looked at each other and we took off through the stairway door, running up the stairs. Sam was faster than I was, and was through the third floor door, heading toward our rooms with his Glock drawn, before I exited the staircase. Just as we near our rooms,. They both clocked out for lunch and went into the last stall of the men’s restroom, Carol stood there, Mark said “give me what you got”, and Carol got really nervous and said “like what” and he said “how desperate are you to keep your job”, so she proceeded and started rubbing the outside of his pants. He told her to take it out, she did, her description: he’s apparently got a cock that curves upward and is really veiny, but normal length, not very hairy, and big balls. She started jerking him,. I went in the middle cubicle and shut the door. I was the only one there and had no idea how long it would take until someone turned up so I picked up my home and started to watch some gloryhole videos to get in the mood. It was probably 15 minutes before I heard someone come in, enter the cubicle to my right and close the door. They knocked straight away which made me think they had been here before, I hesitated, and then knocked back.I started getting very excited thinking about what was.