I was staring intently at the TV leaning forward and, without knowing it, exposing the small of my back to him. I started to feel this odd sensation, ... sort of tickling/scratching sensation on the small of my back. I soon realized it was his finger tracing back and forth slowly on my back. I froze, my breath caught in my throat but I said nothing. Perhaps realizing that I had noticed, but not stopped him, he started using more fingers until his whole hand was rubbing my back and the top of my. You keep it. A souvenir of your conquest,” Jennifer said disgustedly as she continued to walk away. Exasperated, Ryan watched as Jennifer walked away from him. Her long smooth legs were so tempting in that short skirt, and he could clearly see her perfect hourglass figure in her tight top. He wished they had gotten to finish in the drama room.***As Jennifer walked back across the baseball field and towards the school building, she started to cry. I can't believe what just happened! She. My orgasm came quickly. I put my toy away and rolled over to go to sleep, hoping I had gotten it out of my system. I woke the next morning, still thinking about it and still aroused. I tried to ignore it but, all that day I would find the thoughts creeping in. Just like the night before, I masturbated myself to sleep. The next week passed in the same manner until I found myself watching tranny porn at three in the afternoon. My hand had crept down my pants on it's own and my fingers were. Get something nice, maybe win a prize.Lame, Mom. Really lame! A roomful of teenagers in Halloween costumes? Lamer! I mean, are we supposed to go trick or treat? You gave me twenty bucks, Mom. What kind of lame costume can I get for twenty bucks? Win a prize! Oh yeah, for sure! Lamest costume of the century!Behind her, Kristie heard a familiar high-pitched nasal voice, talking over-loud. Yep, she thought, looking behind her. That's Ann Marie Kruger and her two pals, Angela and Andrea. Triple A's.