About 2 or 3 inches taller than me at the time. She wore slacks and blouses most of the time. Her pants accentuated her shapely ass. It was such a bea...utiful ass. She seemed to catch me staring at her butt quite a bit. I was a 3 sport athlete, football, wrestling, and track (shotput and discuss). So there were quite a lot of announcements in the mornings where my team or my individual name would be brought up for sports victories. Mrs C. would always make a great show of congratulating me when. Ohh we, I then said. She closed her trunk, looks back over at me with a smile and shook her head.I kneeled down placing the lock onto the chain at the bottom of the door on the bus. Megan backs from her parking spot over to me and rolls down her window. You looking at my ass man she says with a giggle. Umm yea I responded. It's quite nice, very nice I said. She looked away pondering for an instance and came back with, what would you do with it? Pretty much stunned I replied "whatever you would. "Wipe your face, you've got shit all over it."I started to cry again. She undid my feet and then told me to take a shower. When I returned, my salad and a glass of water were waiting for me. I didn't feel like eating now. I was disgusted with myself for performing that act on Jane. I knew that things were only going to get worse and I didn't like the sound of this 'auction' thing. And why was Jane always calling me feminine names and having me dress up all the time. I was slowly losing all my. I gave her the letter, and she told me she would only need a few minutes to decipher the letter.“Alright thanks Megan. Terrell and I are going to get some breakfast then while we wait.”“No, Terrell can go get some breakfast with that thing I believe to be a demigoddess but you're staying here with me tiger.”“What! But I'm hungry Megan can't we do that another time?”“All work and no play make Jack a dull boy. If you get my drift Chad,” She whispered in my while placing my hand on her ass.“Fine,.