I may need to get you to give me a shooting lesson.’ ‘Well!’ She temporized. ‘I guess I can do that. But be warned… I charge for those.’ I...nodded and she grinned back at me. ‘Take your place at the firing line.’ ‘Yes, ma’am!’ I said, standing up straight and moving to the front of the box. She reached around me and lifted my arms so I was pointing them roughly at the target. She settled her big gun in my hand. ‘Now, spread your legs a little.’ She instructed. I moved my feet to approximately. My whole body froze when Dan walked past me, his chest brushing against mine, before he sat down in my window seat and appeared to make himself comfortable. I didn’t know what he planned. Did we come up here to talk more, in private? My mind had kind of wandered to a different place—a naughty, nasty place. And, yet, I’d still followed him upstairs to his bedroom. Dan motioned for me to sit down on my bed. My feet felt like lead as I complied, walking slowly across the room and sitting down on. This 15 year old high school sophomore was more sophomoric than most girls her age. She mixed bravado, cock-sureness and a devil-may-care attitude into one bitch of an attitude. Cathy was the Duchess of Dares and the Baroness of Brass. A regular Annie Oakley, boasting ' I can do anything you can do better!" And usually she could.But one fall day she bragged and blustered a bit too far. Cathy had gotten into a tiff with three senior girls in the cafeteria and would have come to blows if the. " she smiled. She hadn't said it seductively or anything, but it was still just so fucking sexy. My cock finally rose to full attention. Marcella moved closer to me, letting her wet breasts brush against my chest. She lowered her right hand and found my swollen member and began to lightly slide a loose fist up and down it. She leaned in closer. Her breath was hot on my lips. "Think of it Chico. We can all pretend we're little kids and we can play 'I'll show you mine if you show me.