But they had only just started on thisbook. There wasn't any other like it... "Hey Kaitie..." she started, feeling that ache return. "What did wewrite... in before this book?" She pointed at the large ledger on the deskthat it seemed to fill in the corner of her room."Um..." Kaitie knew what she meant, it was the only thing in that cornerof Sarah's room, but she couldn't remember. There was nothing. No book,no desk... no sisterhood stories at all... "We didn't have a book," shesaid, after a. The other skillfully unhooks my bra and reaches around to cup my breast. I’m in love. I hold the back of his head as our tongues whirl around. I can feel his hard cock through his shorts. I hope I can take it. I reach under my own shirt and tug at my bra, the underwire held in place by the weight of my tits; and toss it to the floor. I stand up and lead him to the bedroom, pulling my little t-shirt up and over my head as I go. I turn to look to him and he’s way ahead of me, he’s standing there. After what seemed like ages of us staring at each other (I saw his eyes staring at the tops of my legs), he said, "what are you doing in here?" In a good (true) Welsh accent I told him that I was new to the school and I was looking for a toilet. He told me that I should hurry up or I'd be late for class. He walked over and locked the door to the showers as I walked out. 'That was it' I thought, 4A boys were due there first period and the caretaker was locking the door to the girl's changing. Her nipples were protruding under a thin top. The only other garment was one stocking down around her knee. Her left hand was cupped over her fluttering right hand. Still in a drunken stupor, Rod fell back on the bed afraid he was going to wake up. Is he out again? asked Dot. Rods meat plopped out of her mouth and Goody looked up at Rod then at Dot and said, I dont know, but this is still hard. You look pretty hot over there. Why dont you come over here a get a taste of this? Why dont you come.