I kept one hand on the wall for balance. I made my way to my locker. I was still sore, so I did something that you can do in the Construct, but really... shouldn't do in real life: I put my panties in my purse.I stepped outside and sat on a stone bench. It was a Spring day, and the light breeze blew right up my legs. It's one of those funny things: when you wear a skirt you're aware of your legs. Shorts don't give you the same feeling of legs. But more than that, I was still wet, still aroused,. This was all kind of odd for several reasons. Firstly for months she'dkept me and my former best friend well apart, secondly I was rarelyallowed in the house, and thirdly she was so nice, and even offered melemonade. It felt suspicious but I'd learnt the hard and painful way notto question, and what will be, will be. My trying to do anything about itjust made whatever sick game she might be playing more painful.I wiped my worn boots at the porch before allowing myself in. The placesmelled of. Megan noticed and quietly laughed, starting to make jokes about my "pre-dick-ament". I looked her in the eyes and quietly said "It's no laughing matter; it hurts a lot when left unattended. From what I understand, if left too long it can be traumatic"That's when things too an odd turn."Well I really don't want you to be in any kind of pain!"That's when in one swift move, she looked at the sleeping teacher, unzipped my pants, and unleashed my cock. It was almost fully hard, and her soft tender. Sean and Walt were already sitting at the table when Adam walked over for breakfast. It was unusual because Walt wasn't known to be an early riser unless he had something he wanted to get done."We did some talking yesterday," Walt said when Adam had poured a glass of juice and a bowl of cereal. "Do you really think we should do the apartments first?"Adam shrugged. His suggestion made sense to him but he was open to any ideas the others might have..."Dad has an opening in his schedule toward the.