I was tired of her rules. I had never done drugs, never smoked, never drank, never even kissed a boy....or girl, for that matter. I was teased in scho...l all of the time. Look at "Anime!" they would taunt. "Hey, Anime, does your mommy still dress you?"Pretty fucking much. She wouldn't let me pick out my own clothes. They had to be "mother-approved."I was going to bed. Late at night was when the fun began. I always locked my door for privacy, even though they forbade it. I would look at myself in. Before she pulled his shorts down Mrs. Drake leaned forward and rubbed her face all over the front of his crotch, breathing in deeply, she savored the smell of his male sex! It had been so long for her! Not a man in over a decade! Jake had been worried about one thing, would he be able to get it up? After all Mrs. Drake wasn’t any Marilyn Monroe! Unbelievably, however, when he felt that hot breath he responded immediately! He could tell from the look on her face that she was extremely turned. . and then Ms. Darylrimple came along and brought us down here." Of course he's denying everything. I won't have another high profile pregnancy here," said Mr. Ellsworth. "He's too disruptive. Please take him home until we can arrange a hearing."Mrs. B. was a pretty quiet lady and had an I'll-do-what-you-say attitude. And she couldn't stand up to Mr. Ellsworth at all. So she took me home.When we got to the car, she said, "I believe you, Chris, but what can we do?"I just nodded. Mom would have. Her hand rose to rest, palm down on Dalias chest. The thoughts poured, no, RACED through Dalias mind. “I can’t believe her hand is there… not, don’t move it, PLEASE, NO DO move it…..yes like that… ohmygod…” and Susans mouth covered Dalias softly. Dalias hands rose unknown to her and covered Susans, holding it to her breast… feeling the warmth… their tongues touching again… exploring… thoughts and sounds and images swirled behind Dalias closed eyes and she felt their bodies touch. Breasts.