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High School Girls

... twitching wildly. "What's going on here?" Mrs. Heart walked into the bathroom, looking disapprovingly at the two of them. Amy quickly pulled away from Sam and composed herself. "Nothing, Mrs. Heart... Samantha and I were just...dishing." She turned to Sam, and there was a wicked gleam in her eye. "We'll talk later, and I'll give you my address." She walked out of the bathroom and Sam watched her go, her pert ass sexily wiggling inside her pants. Sam knew Amy had put that wiggle in for him! "Don't you have a class to go to?" Mrs. Heart arched an eyebrow at him. Sam nodded and went to the sink, washing his hands, which were trembling. In the mirror he saw Mrs. Heart go into a stall, and then there was the whisper of a skirt and pantyhose being pulled down. Sam splashed water on his face and looked in the mirror at his cute freckled face. It was pale. Amy excited and scared him. And aroused him. His pussy felt heavy with desire, and he could feel the female lubrication between his thighs. He wanted her, but he was terrified. He would have been terrified as a boy. He was doubly so as a girl. He didn't even know where to begin handling this. Oh God, he thought miserably as he stared into the confused green eyes in the mirror, please make me a man again. I want my simple life back. Behind him, he heard the sound of a woman urinating. Sam closed his eyes. Please give me strength. *** Chapter 7 *** After school Darren and Sam took the school bus, getting off at Joe's house. They ...

... were quiet, each one consumed by their own thoughts. They marched up to Joe's house and rang the doorbell. There was no response. "What's up?" Sam and Darren turned and saw Jack come up the path. "Where's Jo? Didn't she come on the bus with you?" "You mean she's not here?" Darren asked. Jack frowned. "What do you mean? Didn't she go to school?" "No..." Darren said. Sam bit his lower lip. He had a bad feeling about this. Darren dug out his cell phone, and saw the number of Joe's cell phone on the contacts listed as 'Joanna Maynard'. He called the number. All three of them heard the dim sound of a cell phone ringing through an open window above. "Shit." Darren said flatly. There wasn't much else to say, so after promising Jack to call if they saw Joe, they left. "What now?" Darren asked. "Can you think of where Joe might have gone?" "By himself? I don't have a clue. Should we call the police, or something?" "That's a little premature. I'm sure he'll show up soon. My house is closer than yours, let's go there. He's probably there, waiting for us." Darren felt fear. Could Joe... have discovered something? He did have the ring. Sam assented, and together they walked to Darren's house. To their surprise, Joe wasn't there either. "Well, I can't think of what to do beyond waiting. Want to come inside? My parents are still at work, and maybe we can talk?" "Yeah... talk. Sure." Whatever happened to video games? But then he supposed that Darren's console had evaporated, much like Joe's car ...