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Melanie doesn’t believe you; “everyone knows what he’s like,” she says. “I bet he had your pants down… Did he show you his cock?” You shake your head vigourously and admit that he spanked your bare bum, but you don’t tell her that he put his finger in your ass. “Did yours get stiff,” she wants to know, and you admit that it did.

You’re sitting side-by-side up to the table and you feel Melanie’s hand on your leg. At first, you try to move away, but then you decide that you quite like it so you move closer and put your hand on her leg which makes her giggle.

Mr Simpson’s voice makes you both jump. “Stop messing around and get on with your work,” he says. Melanie needs her hand to write with, you can leave yours where it is and hold your pencil with the other one. All you have to do is draw a circle round the word that fits in a sentence and you whizz through them just circling words at random. Melanie does the same and this time, when she puts her hand on your leg, she slides it right up toward your cock which soon gets stiff. You do the same and slide your hand right up her skirt to you can feel her panties.

You look round and see that Mr Simpson has got down on his knees beside one of the other girls; can’t see what he’s doing with his hand but she seems to be squirming about trying to get away from him. By this time, Melanie has got her hand in your boxers and wrapped her fingers around your cock which feels really good. “Do you want to come back to my place after school,” she whispers and you immediately agree.

You hang around after school and wait for her, but she doesn’t want to walk with you and tells you to count to 500 before you follow her. Her house is much the same as yours: three bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs and two rooms and a kitchen downstairs; when you knock on the door a man, who you assume is her father, opens it and asks you in.