Just as I was about to toss the pantyhose in my bag I heard a man clear his throat. I tossed the pantyhose quickly and they landed a few feet behind... me on the bench. The man was an employee of the gym. He was a young, lean muscled and good looking guy. I guessed he was about 24-25 years old. My heart was pounding. He said “looks like some nice stockings, huh?” I immediately replied “they aren’t mine.” He then said “oh, well, I’m not judging, just saying they look nice, probably feel. I meant what I said right before we got on the bus this morning one-hundred-and-ten percent,” I said quietly as I tried to tell her with my eyes what I really wanted to say, but there were too many other kids around.“Okay, come on, spunky,” she said, tugging at me by the hand.We got to Ms. Jenner’s classroom, and indeed, it was empty. Grabbing a couple of seats in the back corner, we sat facing each other. We both started eating our lunch (I was starving by that point). I made it a habit to. Sue and I exchanged glances. It hadn’t escaped my attention that her fingers were idly fiddling around between her legs, as if readying herself. We both knew for what...“Shall we?” Susan asked quietly. I swallowed hard.“Just this once?” Susan nodded quickly.“Go on Sue you’ll enjoy it!” Lynne chipped in as she realized what we were going to do. Susan nervously lay down on the bed and looking up at me she eased her legs apart while Lynne knelt by the side of the bed. I carefully positioned. Margo, like Sara, was a small, petite, yet strong.She had spiked red hair and black eyes.I would not want to cross her path. Yikes!Margo quickly took control of the situation and informed everyone in thesalon that the appointment was in fact for me, and that I will start witha 'facial.'The young receptionist teasingly asked if the facial was a male one for'Allen,' or a feminine one for 'Ally.'Margo announced in a rather loud voice again, that the facial would be afeminine one.Several of the.