Maths dragged on, until eventually lesson 2 began. Drama. Scott was in the room opposite, doing music. Anyone walking past the practice suite could he...ar him expertly playing the drums whilst his mate Jonesy strummed away on a guitar. All they needed was a singer and a bassist and they’d finally be in business. He’d always dreamed of having his own band. The drama studio was filled with excited chatting. The whole class was busy talking about the latest gossip, except Claire. She was busy. There, on one of the stocking weltsof the jet-black stocking was a shiny reflection of almost transparentsilvery color. She picked up the delicate slippery stocking and ran itthrough her hands smoothly, slowly and very carefully. On the stockingwelt, she spotted a very thin but still slightly damp stain, again therelower at mid calf, and larger stains on the dark reinforced heel and toesof the stocking. Joan was not surprised, as she knew the many weaknessesof men far too well, which had always. Carla looked pretty damn good to me and Simone was hot, too."John just shrugged and started walking again. Dave watched his friend walk away from him and couldn't believe he didn't have a good explanation for passing on those beautiful girls.After supper, Dave and John actually went with some of the other players to the rink. The game they watched was between the Quebec team and the host team. As expected, the Quebec team was very strong and they beat the host team eight-nothing. Dave was not. Over in his chair, Erno was watching usintently, gazing very intensely, I noticed, on how Iwas feeling up his sister’s body. He stroked his cock through his jeans straight up anddown, almost like he was jacking off through his pants. “Stroke my cock, wench,” I would whisper breathlesslyinto Nicolette’s ear, “Yesss, do it, do what I make youdo, grab my hard cock… my obedient slave… mmmm,yesssss, my sexy slave…” and things like that. And.