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 TITLE: Suzie's Life
PART: Telling All
AUTHOR: Suzanne Waters



   Copyright (c) 2005 Suzanne Waters.  ALL Rights Reserved.

   I found Becky siiting by the window in the cafeteria, She was sipping a
soda, nibbling some sort of cheese snack with one hand and turning the
pages of her notebook with the other.

   "I know something you don't know", I sing-songed with a smile on my
face.

   "Oh?", she said, "Do you know who got Melissa Thompson pregnant?"

   "No", I said, "More important than that."

   "More important", she mused, "Is it about a person or a thing?", she
asked.

   "Its about a teacher", I teased.

   She thought for a moment and then, since the last time she had seen me I
was helping Mr.  Cromwell put away the science equipment, she guessed "Mr.
Cromwell" I nodded.

   "He's married" she guessed.

   "Better than that", I said begining to bounce up and down on the seat.

   "He's NOT married?", she asked.

   "MUCH better than that", I said fighting to remain mysterious.

   "He lives with three women, two of which are his sisters", she offered
as a totally outragious unlikelyhood.

   "No", I laughed, and then leaning forward and waiting till she put her
face close to mine, I whispered, "His cock is circumsized!"

   Becky screeched and slapped one cheese-stained hand over her mouth while
her eyes got bigger and bigger as she searched my face for a clue that I
was lying.

   Finally she dared to free up her mouth.  "How do you .." "Who told you
..", "When did .." "Are you sure .." she burbled as she tried to ask a
dozen questions at once.

   She took a deep breath.  "You're not kidding?", she finally got a
complete question out.

   "No kidding", I said, "And nobody told me, I saw it"

   "You saw ...?" the hand was over the mouth again.

   I laughed at her amazement.  I beconned her close and we almost bumped
heads in her rush to get as close as possible.  "I didn't just see it", I
said, "I held it.  I stroked it.  I sucked it and I rubbed everything that
came out of it into my breasts to make them grow.  So there!".

   Becky sat back as though struck by lightning.  A fraction of a second
later she was bending forward again.  "Did you fuck him?", she asked.

   "Of course not!", I said, "You know I'm not allowed to fuck outside the
family any more than you are."

   Then, because she IS my best friend and there wasn't that much time left
in the lunch hour, I told her every little detail about how I had made sure
Mr.  Cromwell could see up to my panty-covered crotch during the morning
exam and how I had let him know that I knew what he was doing and wanted
him to see more.  Then I told her all about him feeling me up in the store
room and how, after he tasted my cunny juices on his fingers he had offered
to let me taste him in return.

   I described his cock and told her how he had cum and the funny huffing
noises he had made while he came.  I also told her that we were probably
set up for next week.

   She listened to it all in rapt attention, just nodding her head from
time to time to show she understood and to encourage me to go on.

   "Oh my God!", she exclaimed when I was finally finished.  Then glancing
down into her lap she said, "I'm soaking wet!  I have to go dry off".

   As she stood up to collect her books and stuff, the bell rang for the
beginning of afternoon classes.

   "Come over as soon as you can.", she reminded me of our after-school
date to make plans for her Uncle Len's impending visit.
   continued ...