Jackson reading aloud To Kill a Mockingbird to the class.God dammit. It’s not bad enough that she has to read it aloud as if grade nine students can...’t read themselves, she also took me out of my fantasy.I couldn’t help but fantasize. It was the only contact I had with her. Even though it was Friday when I was letting my imagination do its work, I barely talked to May ever since that Monday. Even in drama class, we barley crossed paths. Though I had to say I’m glad she switched in to that class.. “For God’s sake, Daniella, do you have to be told every little thing? Is that what a Harvard Law degree does for you?” Dani couldn’t believe the way his words were affecting her. Deep down, she knew he was simply trying to manipulate her, but it didn’t seem to matter – the words served their intended purpose anyway. “These people need to eat, Daniella…do you think you could possibly put in a call to room service?” The successful lawyer’s face was now burning a bright crimson and she could feel. The black man continued ramming his fingers in and out of her pussy. Her pussy is really wet, so wet that I could hear the squishing sounds being made as his fingers moved in and out of her pussy. She is hot, hotter than I'd ever seen her. As she continued jerking us off the black dude then inserted three fingers as he continued stretching and opening her pussy. In the meantime the first man sitting sideways still glued to his seat is watching all of this over the seat back. I can see this hand. Ashlee squealed just a bit when I broke away from our kiss finally, tugging the rope tight and streching her arms higher. She smiled up at me and her eyes told the story as she twisted her arms, testing the strnegth of my knots. I spread my legs over her body and while looking down at her, reached for the top button of my blouse. Slowly I pulled the ivory disk through the tiny slit, reaching for the next one. Her eyes drifted away from mine and watched my fingers working the second button.