.. looking for something ... anything ... that would make sense.Something shifted out in the abyss."Hello?" I called out. I could hear the nerves in m...y voice.The darkness moved again, and a seated figure emerged.The chair was made of a black stone ... it looked like it was made of obsidian ... yet it was too perfect ... too formed to be real.But that wasn't what caught my attention ... it simply registered in the back of my head.No, what held my attention, was that the figure seated in that. .. never excelling but never failing. Ivy was average. She took great pains to BE average. Average clothes ... better than Wallyworld but not Neiman Marcus ... Sears, JC Penny, or Wards and from the racks. She suffered from chrometophobia. Chrometophobia is the fear of money. Not that she had any problem handling the finances of thePrincessapality ... she just couldn't spend the necessary to promote her position: The Ruler of a Vast Empire.After graduating from high school, her grades weren't. But it was still a momentous event for me and once more I had a terrible time concentrating in class. At least today I didn’t get so carried away in history class that I all but masturbated.When school was out we started walking to Mountain Street. We were quiet until the crowd thinned out. She could see that I was nervous. She smiled and said, “You’re going to be okay, Sara. Keep reminding yourself that it’s just sex.“If that doesn’t work, keep reminding yourself why you’re kidding yourself. Jane was now eager to be pleasured.Before Aaron began he stood behind Jane and took in her marvelous ass, so round, so shapely and so beautiful. Then as Aaron knelt on the bed he noticed Jane's face aglow and her eyes wide in anticipation. Aaron then began to explore her ass as he began to caress it, massage it and rub her cheeks. He pulled her cheeks apart slightly and revealed her sweet tight aperture. Then he ran a finger over her sensitive little bud and watched it quiver when he touched.