I am sorry to tell you this but this story is not one of those happy endings. It is a rather sad story.(Fictional story)Let me begin by painting a pic...ture for you.It was the time of the year when c***dren started waking up early to be sure they wouldn't miss their bus. Those who were fortunate enough to have to chase after the bus because they wanted to continue to enjoy sleeping in were able to get their exercise in early as well. Luckily for me, I did not have to catch a bus. I was able to. No, you deserve.... Alex deserves - " Lexia," I corrected. "Alexia if you must, but she prefer Lexia." I wanted to see... her. To see you."After everything he'd said, after everything he'd done, and hadn'tdone, he wanted to see her now!"I've been thinking," he admitted."You should have done that last year when she needed you!" Ipractically snarled."It's not easy!" No it wasn't and it isn't and you made it worse."Miss Vogel's behemoth voice cut through the chatter in the hall andsilence fell.. I told him we should go for a walk around the back of the giant green water tower that take up most of the north end of the park. Behind the water tower is a older home with over grown grass and I figured was an exciting place to take the small risk of being seen and also enjoy the thrill of some park naughtiness.As soon as we were out of sight of those walking around the trail I started to make out with the man. He was all over me and feeling up my shirt to pinch my nipples as he stuck his. At the same time I started to slide my hand down her body. Her hands were still on my head, holding me tight and directing me to where she wanted my attention. My hand slid down over her bottoms, right over her mound. I barely touched her, but her moaning got louder.I slid down a little farther, pushing between her legs. At first she didn’t seem to want to, then I started rubbing my fingers over her and her legs started to move apart. I stopped for a moment because I was so hard, I needed to.