As she bent over I couldn't help but noticed that she did in fact have a really nice ass. But what really got my attention was the darker patch of fab...ric covering her mound. I don't remember her panties having a darker patch when she stormed out of the room. Was she wet? Did she somehow get aroused in the last couple of minutes? Did she get horny enough for her wetness to permeate her panties in such a way?"I will handle it, Miss Watson. Now start moving." The last few words sounded almost as a. Skirts and dresses one size to small and a hint of perfume as she glided past. Once in English class, she was wearing a short light blue skirt with a tight fuzzy pink sweater. I was sitting behind her. I would dream about the impression her bra straps made on her back. Always wondering what the front of her bra looked like and what treasures they hid. What did Karen's boobs looked like? What about her nipples? Hell, for that matter, what did any girls boobs or nipples look like. Even though I. I was now biting my lip and shaking my head. I didn’t know if I wanted this and continued to shiver in the soft cool breeze that kept blowing on me from somewhere above. This had caused my nipples to harden because of it; perhaps it might have also been because of how horny these things were now making me. I wasn't wearing a bra and so my erected nipples were poking up against my pink shirt. I gasped when the creature reached down and started playing with my breasts. It rubbed it’s long fingers. .. and she was looking for someone to talk to. Teach her. Discuss these new and confusing thoughts she was having and couldn't stop. It was all there. Overly honest on her profile, she was vulnerable prey. He would make sure she was his and no one else's. No one would touch a hair on her head unless it was him grasping the soft strands as he shoved her down... ------Shy had always been a timid and quiet girl, keeping to herself rather than seeking out others. She spent most of her time writing,.