When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked w...hat it looked like. I wished he’d move them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn’t. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like a trivial move , but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my sun. Suddenly. I knew that fact, just as well as she did. It would never have happened of course, and we both knew that as well.I also knew that if I’d looked up at her and replied, “If you want that thing licking, you can go and wash it out first,” I could be certain that she’d have gone into the bathroom and done exactly that. She’d have taken the head off the shower, and inserted that inside herself, and literally washed herself out if it was what she thought I wanted. I was quite used to the taste of. Amy and I were waiting for our musical cue!"Good evening everyone," he said.As a group, they responded, "Good Evening," a sign for the good."My name is Kevin Greene, and I directed this show."That got a few hoots from the lively audience."This is a love story, which could have been set in Rome or Paris or Palmdale, California!"That got the crowd laughing for a moment."But this love story happens ... after a nuclear event. Our two cast members have taken this story and made it their own. Please. “I’m thinking about inventing the perfect spot remover.”There was a strangled yell from across the room. Mr. Donaldson, the chemistry teacher, ran out of the gym yelling, “Armageddon.”“I didn’t realize that you were interested in chemistry,” Coach Slaughter said wondering what was the matter with Mr. Donaldson.“I am,” Sean said. “I’m hoping to reproduce my sodium in the toilet experiment.”“Have fun in college,” Coach Slaughter said.“I intend to,” Sean said.When Suzie arrived, Sean hung around.