He still felt weary, but he needed to do something, something to take his mind off the pornographic images that kept flashing into his thoughts. He jo...gged some mornings. Perhaps exercise would clear his mind. He hesitated. Claire had rushed away in tears. Should he go to her? No, at that moment he would only make her cry again. They needed to somehow control their emotions, both of them, and talk, tell each other about how they felt about everything. She had to listen to him, and he would. "Terry?"I nodded."OK, that's good, alright, Hi, I'm Becka, Good, Abbie called, don't benervous, OK, sit down good.."She rattled on like this for a minute and then took my scarf off."Oh my God. We got a lot of work to do. You staying black?"I thought for a moment and then explained the persona we had chosen, thefact that I wanted nothing outrageous, and closed my eyes. I felt hercutting, brushing, combing."You want maybe red highlights. No??"Finally it was done. I looked at the mirror. My hair. She reach into her bag and pulled out her anatomy book. she opened it and we began to study. while we worked she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs just as she did in class. she stopped mid sentence, looked down and said " it doesn't look like it wants to go down" she said "this is my fault so i'll fix it okay!" all of a sudden she slide grabbed my jeans and unbuttoned them, then unzipped me. my rock hard boner jumped out. she told me to lay down on the couch so i did. she spread her legs. Chapter Five Katie cried as she sat in the girl's locker room. P.E. Used to be her favorite class. What was the point now in keeping herself fit? She had lost the one thing she thought was permanent. Part of her still loved Kyle. But he had been with someone else. Now she was all alone. She wiped her tears as someone walked into the locker room. Tasha, one of the girls from her senior class, stood there. She was a little taller than Katie, with a slim body. Her breasts were medium sized, and.