The sign had been painted over, but the paint was dried and cracked. Hoover’s could be made out under the paint. There was only an hour of daylight ...left and business was picking up on the south side. Tom nodded toward the tent and the two lawmen walked through the doorway where the tent flaps had been tied back to make a square opening.They stood one to each side of the opening and looked over the crowd. There were coal oil lamps burning overhead and along the makeshift bar. Card games were. Apparently 'Maxine' had a bunch of friends, likelystemming from the fact she'd done extracurriculars, while I wassatisfied to just hang out and play video games with the guys. I guessthat was nice, being a boy I always felt too scared to talk to girls,but evidently, it was easier as a girl. I checked the group chat thatI'd been talking to them in earlier and saw that Laurie was now aparticipant, and while the conversation went roughly about the same, italso featured Laurie chiming in with a. I meet your forward lean, gently grasp your chin in my hand and pull you forward to kiss you. It starts gently and becomes more passionate by the second. Tongues entwined, exploring, then... nothing. I pull away and look at you as you pout. I whisper, "Hands stay on the desk."Circling around the desk behind you, I push you all the way forward until your chest rests firmly on the desk pad. A low moan escapes your lips. My hands trace the back of your calves working their way slowly higher.. The white portion was left blank as her skin was already fair white (at least that’s what I thought). I was having wet dreams about her. So were other boys in the class. We were eagerly waiting for her next class.On Monday, we were having an English class. But surprisingly she came to our class. She told us that, “The English teacher is absent and many chapters for your first term are still left. So I will take today’s class.” We were as happy as hell. But disappointed with her dressing.