" I blushed as she stared into my eyes. Suddenly it began to get very hot on the sidewalk. "My name is Jennifer, but everyone calls me Jen." She was n...odding her head as she looked over my curves. "Would you like a hand unpacking? I have nothing but free time right now." Tracy never took her eyes off my body. I could tell that helping me unpack wasn't the only thing on her mind. "Sure, I would love a hand. This could take me all night if I do it alone." I said. "I'll make sure you don't take all. Out of the corner of my eye I could see someone standing next to me, but I ignored it, thinking it was just another visitor, when suddenly, the woman addressed me. “Excuse me,” she said, “we’re about to close...”I turned and looked at her. She was about my height, with a decent, round face that was dominated by a huge pair of black-rimmed glasses. Her wavy black hair was cut very high and short towards the back, but got somewhat longer to the front of her head, framing her face down to her. I grabbed a cover and snuggled up to Dad. He wrapped his arm around me and slid over so I could rest my head on his leg, my face an inch away from cock. I rubbed his leg and adjusted trying to play it off. I seen his cock bounce a little hitting his shorts. Was he liking my head this close to his cock? I got wet again. I could see a smile on his face as I continued to "adjust" and move my hands across his cock even moving my head across his cock feeling it on my cheek I knew he was getting. "Of course I could not answer them. My heart was still pounding as I made my way to the maths room where I would meet Mr Turner the youngish Maths master. How could I possibly bear him looking at my naked body? And to make it worse I was damp between my legs and my nipples were standing out like two tiny red cucumbers. As I went into his room I held my book bag in front of me which made walking awkward and I hurried to sit down."Tara's in my place Sir." Tara, you know where your seat is. Move.