It felt good when some on touched them. It was also fun playing with them. Sometimes we used to play with each other's boobs and lightly touch them or... say fondle them.We had a number of boys too in the class; Some of them were strong virile young men whose blood was hot and the cocks ever ready to get stiff and hard. Two of them used to be friendly with us and whenever time permits -- they used to come to us, talk to us, insist on moving with us. They were good boys and we liked them as it. She had to fight herself to keep from reaching out and stroking them through their pants. She knew she would see them soon enough and she didn't want to seem too eager.She let them in and led them to the living room and had them sit down on the couch as she took the easy chair opposite. She took a deep breath and then went straight at it."Okay, I know what you want, but we need to talk about what I want. I want those pictures to disappear. I want them deleted, destroyed, obliterated, totally. .." I began again. But as I spoke, she opened her legs, showing me her cute red panties. Her skin so smooth and silky."I see that you do!" she exclaimed, as she nodded towards my crotch. I looked down, and to my surprise, I had a raging hard-on. "Pull it out!", Loren said, and I still was trying to gather myself."Huh?" I said take it out. You owe me remember?"I do as I'm told, still not really knowing what's happening, but I do know whatever this ridiculously sexy woman tells me to do,. Between the two of them, he thought that they could build a storage container large enough with a few weeks of work around the other things that they had to do.Julie gave the matter a lot of thought and decided that a cube six feet on an edge would be large enough to carry them through, so that was what they set out to build. Only having the hatchet and the machete was going to make the work harder than it would have been with a better range of tools, but Julie pointed out that they would.