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Act II The next morning Mike wolfed down his breakfast and went out the door on the run, so eager was he to get to school and perhaps find out the answer to the question casting a dark shadow over his Fucking psyche: Would Haley want to do randy things with him again, or was yesterday simply a fluke? As he tore Brunette out the door, their mother turned to her daughter and said, "What's up with him?" Susie looked up from her bowl of cereal and said, "I don't know for sure, but I think maybe it's a girl." When he got to school Mike looked high and low for Haley, but she was nowhere to be found. Scared she might be sick and absent today, he fretted all the way to his home room, and then all the time he waited for the first class bell. 'Oh, well,' he finally told himself, 'quit worrying about it. She's either here or she's not. And I'm sure I'll find out one way or another in history class.' And so that was how Mike was able to make it through a slow and highly uneventful morning. History class finally rolled around and it found Haley sitting next to Mike as per usual. She gave not one hint acknowledging their intimacy of the previous day, however, and it puzzled Mike nearly out of his skull. As the bell rang at the end of the class however, Haley turned to Mike and asked if he would care to eat lunch with her. And boy was he ever quick to agree, of course providing there was a moratorium on tickling. She grinned and agreed and they went to their lockers and put their books away before walking to the cafeteria hand in hand. When they got their trays and were seated Haley suggested they eat quickly and skip the pep rally that was scheduled to follow the lunch period. As they finished, they put their trays away and Haley beckoned Mike to follow her. skinny She took him down a flight of stairs leading to a basement where there were no classrooms, only storage rooms. She led him to a room halfway down the hall, where she opened the door and threw on a light switch, illuminating the room. "Come on in," Haley said, and after he was in, she closed and locked the door. "What's this room?" Mike asked. "It's the history department's storage room," said Haley pointing to the three walls full of shelves, holding stacks of books and papers. "Last year I used to help Mr. Jasper filing stuff and taking inventory down here. He's not here this year. He left town, he got a job teaching in Cleveland." "I had no idea there was anything like this down here," he said. "Yeah, I wouldn't have known either if I hadn't helped Mr. J. last year. It sure helped my grade average in history, and I learned lots of other neat and naughty stuff too," she said with an odd, slightly crooked half grin lighting up her face. "About history?" Mike asked with a puzzled look. Haley just smiled. Then she skillfully changed the subject: "So, how did you like what you got to feel in the utility room yesterday?" she asked with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You kidding?" he said. "I long hair damned near busted the front of my pants the whole rest of the day. I finally got home . . . where I took care of my stiff . . . uh problem." "Well," said Haley, "there's at least fifteen minutes left of our lunch period, and the pep rally will take care of another thirty minutes, so that should give us plenty of time to take care of any big problems that might come UP. Hardcore I said who is the photographer ? I know I heard another vehicle pull up also. Ralph headed for the car as the two men sat discussing the proposition they had just mentioned. There she was behind the clear shower curtain rubbing her body. She raised her eyebrows, grinned, and began, “Freud believed every person has three internal influences, the ‘Id’, the ‘ego’, and the ‘super ego’. But now I’m kind of worried. “All you have to do is ask and I’ll let you experience it for yourself. I pressed my vibrating pussy as I bite my lips. She moaned, sucked and swallowed his cum down to the last drop then licked his cock clean as he slowly pull out of her mouth. Because we both knew her all time favorite color was pink.
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