Being the class asshole, I was often at odds with the teacher and was regularly assigned to a penitential seat in a rear corner of the classroom where... I was able to jack. I wonder how many fourth-graders have masturbated in the classroom. Probably some few, but I would venture a sizeable bet that not many did it as often as I. On one occasion I thought I was busted. There was a little green-eyed blonde named Barbara in the class, and I was terror-stricken one day to finish an orgasm and notice. "It's such a beautiful day," she said. "I think the fog is about to clear." Looking down there at the beach, I'd say you're right. Looks like it's going to end up being sunny and warm," I said, agreeing with her."Would you care to take a walk along the waters edge?" she asked."Sure... , I have the whole day. That's sounds like fun." I said, smiling.A few moments later, we had made our way through the warm sand down to the water's edge. The tide was just coming in—in a lazy gentle swirl that. Jenny came over to me and said, "I thought we had lost you when I first got the text. The closer I got, the more it got sorted out." Take your top off, I want to see your chest," Jen said. "Oh my, you are going to be sore awhile". With that she pulled me into a deep, very passionate kiss with a lot of tongue."I would kiss them if it would make you feel better," she said."Not tonight" I replied."You have four very upset young ladies that want to get in here to see you. They have cried a bucket. After a while, Joan asked Bill if he wanted to take a shower with her.“Of course! A shower with you would be great,” He replied.Joan got out of bed first and headed for her bathroom.As Bill watched her walk away, he thought to himself. ‘/Even her littleass is cute/.’ With that thought still fresh in his mind, Bill jumpedout of bed and followed Joan to the shower.As Joan bent into the shower to adjust the water temperature, Billgently patted her ass. She giggled and wiggled her backside at him..