It didn’t last long because that move made him want more. He leaned back and grabbed her by the shoulders to turn her on the couch. She spreads her ...egs and he leans over her, and begins to kiss her again before moving down and sucking on her breasts again. His left leg was pressed firmly against her pussy. He could feel the warmth and the wetness coming through her silk thong. He could feel her grinding her pussy against his leg as he continued to play with this breast. Mark couldn’t get. " Huh?" I asked, "What do you mean, 'except in school?' I thought it would be school most of all." Oh no," she assured me, "letting former Program kids go to school naked would dilute the experience and make it too ordinary. Having hundreds of naked teenagers running around would make the participant feel less special. The Program kid has to be singled out and made conspicuous by her nudity."I wondered (and not for the first time) just how many of these rules really were for my benefit, and how. But I knew Jason was their glue, their leader, their voice of reason, and if they got toasted, went nuts and decided to start a bonfire in the gym or something, there wouldn’t be much I could do. Ah well. No use worrying about it now. It was almost 11 o’clock.I walked to school. Did my work. And headed for the library. It had been three days since I’d posted and I was anxious. For nothing as it turned out. No one had even looked at my thread. So I’d come in here stoked high and hot, half afraid. Totally refreshed, we strolled lazily back to the car and headed back to the carnival lot. “See you next week,” I said as they headed for home.I was looking around the grounds and more precisely I was looking for my favorite electrician and the three women that shared his life. They were no where to be seen. The lot was fairly quiet, being Sunday, and most people had gone off to do their own chores and pick up supplies for the week. I was a bit disappointed and for the first time I felt.