I went in, all nervous, when this girl approached me. She had very long dark brown hair, huge lips, piercing grey eyes, a huge chest, and long, slende...r legs. I could see them very clearly because her skirt barely came up to the point of exposing her underwear to everyone. But I wasn’t interested.Normally, I would have been all over her ass, she was just my type. I like dark haired women. But tonight, Amaka was all I could think of.Then, as I was looking for Amaka, I caught her eye across the. The second week of school was Open House. I didn't go. Only parents could. So, naturally, I handed my class schedule to my dad and he went. After he came back, he said to me:"You know one of our neighbors' kids are in one of your classes?"He went on to say her name. I said, "Yeah. Cecily. She's a cheerleader."I was mildly astonished then. How did I not notice that?The rest of the year was ironically, me not-so-secretly admiring her. I eventually got closer to her. I sat next to her in Health. " Hi," Ann said. "We are so glad you could come. I'll be getting thedinner on soon so we can catch up then." Oh, let me help you," Jillian said.The younger women went in to begin the dinner preparations. Jack tookthe boys and Jeanette into the family room to play and watch TV.Jillian was cutting tomatoes for the salad, when she asked about Ann'spast. "Where did you go to school Ann? What did you study? "Ann toldher all about school, leaving out pronouns with practiced ease. Jillianwas. There was always this nagging sense that there was more sex to experience and enjoy. Ann came home late one Saturday night, very horny and needing some male attention. Her boyfriend and two of his friends were sitting in the living room watching football. Judging by the number of empty beer cans, the three had been drinking for some time. Upset that her boyfriend was in no shape to satisfy her sexual needs, and more interested in football and his buddies than her, she went to her room. She.