.we--need you to--be one of the girls."I quizzically frowned. "Uh? What does that mean?" I asked before alltheir evasions and shyness sunk in. "What a... minute, you don't mean youwant me to--to--pass as a girl??"Mildred went into her purse and whipped out dollar bills, "We'll payyou to attend, anything, Bobby!"It was bizarre. I was as money grubby as any seventh-grade guy, butsomehow on a balmy Easter morning after such a great and rousingservice, seeing those bills flashed for my favor in the. Even though I was happy for her, that she was finally moving out after the divorce, I was totally turned on by how hot she looked, and felt a little jealous of the guys that would be getting a look at her. As she left, telling me to order a pizza if I was hungry, and not to stay up to late (even though tomorrow was the weekend), I nodded at her, just wanting her out of the house, so that I could take care of my boner, while hoping she didn't notice the chubby I was sporting!A few hours later, I. “Sit down, and I’ll call the office for someone to escort you. This is detention. You don’t get to wander off unsupervised.”Especially not Scott, who proceeded to open the door anyway.“But I’ve really got to go,” he complained.Sighing angrily, Angelo got up and headed to the door.“Are you a teenager or a toddler? You had your chance before the detention started. Sit down this instant and wait like everyone else, or I won’t let you go at all.”“Fine,” Scott said, smirking suspiciously. “But. For the next few minutes we didn't talk, we let our bodies do all the communication. She rolled her own knickers down her slim legs and then lay back and spread them wide. I freed the beast and moved between them."God, yes," she grunted as I slipped deep inside her.We weren't going to last at the speed and force we were going at it, and it's a wonder my poor bed didn't break."So, what are we going to do about Lisa?" she whispered after I had rolled off her body and lay there staring up at my.