She moved up and down with her tits caressing the pole much as they would if she was giving a man a tit fuck. As her tits surrounded the pole she move... her lower body forward until her crotch was against the pole and then she rubbed the pole with her pussy. She had on the smallest g-string that the law would allow and the front split her pussy lips the same way a thong would ride between butt cheeks and her pussy lips stood out for all to see. As she rubbed her tits up and down the pole and. My fingers move quickly, deftly across the key board, trying to finish my homework soon; I want to get to my leisure time.I have been aching for it as I write my essays and calculate my sums.I take another bite of my snack;pineapple slices that are stickier each time I taste them, sitting marinating in their own juices.I take a sip of water and dip the tops of my sticky fingers in, daubing them on the napkin.My key board is sticky with a mysterious smear here and there so I rewet my finger and. Robert never took me there.”“Would you like to try it?”She smiled, an instant of sunrise washed over me.“I would. Very much.”The walk down the empty beach to The Shack took just a few minutes, but I stole glimpses of her when I could. Even up close, she seemed to be a study in serene perfection. I held her hand for a moment to help her up the seawall. It was hard letting go. I’m sure it was my imagination, but her fingertips lingered for a second longer than they needed to.Pogo’s face darkened. .Best mates once, weren' they?I dunno if 'mates' is the right way to describe it...And with no word as yet from Sandwell, Rokeby & Brougham, my misery wascompounded when Pansy rang me to announce that he'd been awarded a placeat Lowdales Hall, one of the special schools set up to help Testranolchildren through the early stages of their adjustment.--Isn't that the most brilliant news?"Yeah..."--They called yesterday to say that the prospectus was on its way."Did they?"--Mmm. Apparently it's only.