There was a hidden meaning there, I was sure of it. I thought about the words around. ‘What fools the mortals be.’ I remembered it from somewhere.... Somewhere in school. I was 15. The day that… the thing happened, so long ago. The day of the nightmare. We had been reading Shakespeare’s ‘ a midsummer night’s dream’. Then… dammit! No! I can’t think about that now! I can’t lose my cool! Wait-a-minute, ‘these mortals’, that’s it… A part of me then lurched awake, a part I hadn’t known was there. A. Then he laughed a little and gave me a kiss. He put his arms underneath me and began thrusting his dick in and out of me slowly. I let out a few soft moans. I didn't wanna moan too loudly because of Jeanette. But then on the other hand, maybe I did. “Oh fuck John, yes! Jam that cock in there deep! I mean fucking deep!” I screamed. It was weird to him that I was screaming like that, he wasn't pounding me just yet. “Hey keep it down, remember Jeanette is in the house,” John said. “Sorry. .kiss her ass? Here? Now? Besides, how dare she talk to a high school boy that way!“NOW!” she demanded and my legs buckled and for whatever reasons, I pushed my face into the very seat of her shorts and I kissed while she pressed her palms to the brick wall of the Shake Shack for support. I couldn't believe it. I hated it! Kissing a girl's ass---in public.She eventually pushed my head away and laughed. “Most would have started with my butt cheeks, perv-boy.”Most? How many times had she done. Krista sighed heavily as Summer ran her hands up her shins to the bottom of her knees and back down again. She loved the way Summer was paying attention to both her legs, not just one. Summer was giving both of them equal treatment. Summer reeled in the feeling of how soft and smooth Krista’s legs were. Krista’s skin felt wonderful underneath her fingertips. Summer stroked Krista’s lower leg and listened to the sounds that escaped her lips. Summer could tell that Krista was enjoying it. .