Her breath came in small, quick gasps, and she moaned continuously as she took him in. ‘Ah,’ a soft whisper as the first of his head pushed her op...en. Then, gradually, as more of him vanished inside of her, she increased her volume. ‘Ah… ah… ah… aaahhh… ahhhhhhh…’ Until finally, he was buried inside of her. She sat on top of him, her body quivering. Her hands went to her lower abdomen, pressing on her body as she adjusted to his presence. ‘Oh, you fill me up so well,’ she moaned as she began to. At least that was what I thought until I heard her giggling. I looked down and she actually thought it was funny. Even though I felt like finding a hole to crawl in at first, I began laughing too.Taking Kathy by the hand, I lead her into the classroom. I knew Mr. Lange kept tissues on his desk. It turns out it was even better that I'd hoped. Mr. Lange was in there so we didn't have to worry about whether he minded or not. When he saw Kathy's face, I could see the effort it took for him to keep. It was Friday night. The end of the school week. He'd attended his classes and worked his ass off in all his subjects, just like he'd agreed with his parents to do so. He was in his last year, the final stretch before his exams the coming summer, he knew that he couldn't afford to slack off, not if he wanted a job that paid well. But knowing and doing were always two different things, he found.In the past, try as he might, he just couldn't find the self-discipline to stick with his studies. He. I could imagine seeing you outside. Just imagining you created a problem for me. Remember the running joke, “boxers or briefs?” lol Well today it was boxers. The thoughts of you created an issue that could not be disguised. There were not many people in the building this late on a Thursday afternoon. Maybe 10 between all 3 floors. But still a bit risky to continue with my thoughts. So now I had a choice to make. Stop the thoughts and sit back at the desk, hiding my problem or go to a.