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 Pareta College



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   Pareta College

   Prelude

   It was an ordinary work day.  Not a huge amount to look forward to.

   Work in the city would be there waiting for me.  The one great thing
about the day, was it was also a school day.  I'd always catch the bus into
work, and the best part about catching the bus was waiting for it to turn
up.  Sound crazy?  Not if the bus stop was right outside a private girl's
school.

   Pareta College was a small size Catholic high school for girls, with 2
classes of about 25 in each year level, from grade 9 to grade 12 (Senior).
The had a few fat ugly students, but most of them were real hotties. 
They'd pass me by as they entered the school grounds as I waited for my
bus. I loved watching their cute tight school uniform clad bodies as they
made their way into another day's studies.  But it was quiet a few years
since I last went to high school, so they weren't at all interested in me.
In fact sometimes I'm sure they knew my eyes were taking in their teen
features, but would continue to ignore me.

   My bus turned up, so it was off to work for another day.  Nine turned
into five, the sun set and the moon rose, TV dinners were eaten in front of
the TV, and that was it for another day.

   That night something changed my life.

   I was thinking about my old school days in the 1980's, and how me and my
friends used to spend hours playing Dungeons and Dragons.  My characters
grew powerful, established their own vast empires controlling the fantasy
world's destiny.  They were highly skilled in the craft of magic, and were
neither good or bad.  They just did what best suited the situation.

   I dreamed that my Emperor character, Andrenicus visited me in my own
bedroom.

   "James, wake up it's me, Emperor Andrenicus," he said.

   "Er hi," I sheepishly replied.  After all, what would Andrenicus be
doing, visiting me in a dream, 15 years since I last played the character.

   "James, we've been watching you the past couple of months since we
opened a wormhole into your world.  It's a very interesting place you have
here."

   I couldn't tell if he meant my bedroom, or suburban life here on planet
Earth.

   He picked up a copy of porn magazine I had lying on the dressing table,
and quickly flicked through the pages.

   "I see you have good taste in women," he went on.

   "Yeah," I replied "Shame I don't have more luck with them when it's real
life."

   Andrenicus looked at me.  His eyes narrowed, and his crooked smile that
I was so use to describing during games, broke across his face.

   "James, our world wouldn't exist if it wasn't for you.  My empire
wouldn't exist if it wasn't for you.  You created a parallel universe when
you started playing D&D.  For that I'm forever in your debt."

   I didn't exactly blush at that moment, but I was definitely a bit
embarrassed.

   "I'll tell you what, I'll make things up to you in the only way I know
how," he paused.

   "I've noticed that no-one here seems to have the same magical abilities
many of us folk have back in the Empire.  How about I add a little to your
reading library?"

   He waved the porno mag still in his hand.  What did he have in mind?

   Andrenicus bent over and rummages in a sack, before pulling out a
battered leather clad book.

   "Remember this?  You should, we used it so often during our many
campaigns that you ran for me."

   I recognized the tome, although the gold embossed words on the front
cover 'A Book of Magick' were a dead give away.

   "James, I want you to have this book of spells.  My original copy is
back in the Imperial Library, so feel free to use it," Andrenicus said.

   "And of course it would be completely useless without this," he dangled
a wand around the air "Just remember you'll need to cast your spells using
the wand."

   And before I could get a word in he'd already started again.

   "I would say use them wisely, but I know you as much as you know me. 
Horny school boys grow up to be horny men, so use the book to explore a
side of life you never knew possible, other than in just a game."

   I knew just the angle he was coming from.  In creating and molding his
character so many years ago, I'd created an alternative version of me, but
in a magical world.  Andrenicus obviously had an excellent idea what I'd
get up to with a spell book like this.

   "Andrenicus," I started to reply, "Thank you, I..."

   "No need for that sentimental rubbish," he butted in, "use it well, and
enjoy.  I better get back, the Imperial Grand Magician can only keep the
wormhole open for a short period at a time.  If you take to long, your
wormhole can take you to the wrong destination."

   There was a flash, a rushing wind going past my ears, and then I passed
out.

   My alarm went off, 6 am.  I hit the off button and started getting out
of bed.  In my sleepy state I kicked something hard of the ground.  What
the hell was that?  I only dumped clothes next to the bed.  Then I saw it,
a brown leather bound book.

   I couldn't believe it.  Wasn't that all just a dream last night?

   Obviously not.  He'd been given a book of magical spells by his own
Dungeons and Dragons character.

   I bent over and picked up the well thumbed volume, before going out to
the kitchen to make breakfast.

   Over a bowl of cereal I thumbed through the index of the book.  Most of
the spells seemed to be pretty useless, or of minor importance - like Green
Gills, a spell that made the subject a tinge of green, or Parrot Talk,
which made the subject repeat everything the caster said (wouldn't that get
annoying after a while?) But there seemed to be some real gems in there.

   I looked out the dining room window.  It was going to be a beautiful
day. The sun was shining and birds were tweeting and swooping madly in the
air.  Okay, I thought to myself, let's try a little test.

   I took out my wand before saying "Time stop"

   Everything seemed to have gone deafeningly quiet.  No sound of the
fridge motor running, no bird chirping.  In fact the birds were suspended
in mid air, their wings straight.

   "Time stop over", I said as I swished the wand, and everything went back
to normal.  Now this was interesting.  Oh well, time to shave and shower, I
still had to work.

   Afterwards I dressed, popped my spell book into my briefcase and headed
out.  My pedantic annoying neighbor, Edwina was getting into her car.  Ok,
let's see how this works...

   Wand out and again, "Time stop"

   Again everything went quiet.  I walked over to Edwina, and waved only a
few feet from her face.  Nothing.  I went back to me front door and
restarted time.

   Edwina seemed to be following her usual routine.  Obviously during my
stopping of time, I wasn't noticeable.  She started to reverse her car,
only then noticing me.  She put on a forced smile and waved.  OK, she
definitely hadn't noticed me during the spell.

   "Time stop" I said again.  I was now use to the quiet.  Should try
another spell.  I opened the briefcase got out the book and found the spell
I wanted to try out.  Start innocently enough I thought, then build on it
from there.

   I walked up to the driver's side of Edwina's car, and then opened the
door.  Good, I was worried that when time was stopped everything would go
rigid.

   Pointing the wand directly at her I said "Obey"

   I waited a few seconds before saying, "Edwina, every day when you leave
for work, right after you've reversed out of your driveway, you are to
sound your horn in one long blast, followed by two short toots and then
another long blast.  You'll then laugh madly, like this is the funniest
thing you've ever heard, before driving off.  You'll think none of this is
unusual, and if anyone says otherwise to you, you'll not consider their
opinion important.  You will not remember this conversation in any form."

   "Obey over"

   I then closed the driver's door, walked back to where I was and
restarted time.  Sure enough, Edwina did the right combination of honks,
before breaking out into laughter and driving off.

   Fantastic I thought, today things become interesting at last...

   Chapter 1 - Dreams do come true

   My walk up the street to my bus stop took on new meaning.  I already had
great plans for the next few minutes.

   I looked at my watch shortly after reaching outside Pareta College. 
7:40.  Another five minutes until the school bus I was looking forward to
arrived.  But then, what is five minutes when you can stop time?

   I pulled the wand from my pocket, "Time stop".  The cars along the road
instantly ceased moving.  I then started walking up the school drive way.
I'd been here before during night times, hoping to find some school
uniforms lying around that I could steal and masturbate to.  I never really
had any success, although in my previous night journeys I'd come across
some free clothes that a few tight teens had worn, including a lovely
innocent training bra.  But all that's another story.  This time I was now
entering the school grounds, just before school started, and I could see
hot little school girls everywhere.

   I walked up to a stunning Senior.  Her blonde hair was trailing out of
her school hat and was tied tightly into a ponytail.  She had been walking
up to one of the buildings when I'd stopped time.  I looked her directly in
the eyes, she was a quintessential teenage beauty queen, and here she was
right in front of me in her school uniform.  I leaned in toward her and
smelt her perfumed hair.  So young and fresh.  I then looked her up and
down.  Her breasts were straining against her white school blouse.  Only a
few inches away from her teenage titties, I could make out the lacy white
pattern of the bra cups through her top.  Very nice.

   I started unbuttoning her blouse, pulling the bottom of it free from her
blue plaid skirt.  I undid the last button underneath the collar of her
school uniform, and noticed that the blue plaid matching school tie was
also buttoned under the collar.  I quickly undid this too.

   I wanted to keep the schoolgirl fantasy alive, so I didn't take off her
blouse, just opened it up so I could get free range at her teenage breasts.
And there they were, protected by her bra.  I moved my face so it was again
inches from her bra covered breasts.  I ran a finger down the cotton fabric
of her bra cup before then feeling the texture of the white satin bra
straps.  I then placed both of my hands around each of her bra covered
mounds and cupped her breasts.  It had been many many years since I had
last done that to a pair of teenage titties.  The fabric of the
schoolgirl's bra in my hands felt sensational.  She was full and tight.  I
felt their weight, she was definitely at least a 34C (12C for those 'down
under'), maybe more.  I looked up again at her face.  A muscle hadn't moved
in the time I'd been playing with her teenage melons.  I didn't want to
leave her any signs of what had happened, so instead of my trade mark
sucking of nipples through the bra, I conservatively just ran my tongue
over her bra covered nipples.  It was almost like her bra was designed to
protect this teenage schoolgirls' nipples and breasts from prying eyes, and
the hands of men.  I could just imagine this teenager's mother buying her a
bra to publicly and officially support her weighty boobs, and provide some
fashion sense for her self-conscious daughter, but to privately wish that
the bra would shield her daughter's blooming breasts from ravages by boys.
But I was more than a teenage boy, I was a fully grown man, about top have
my ways without protest over this schoolgirl's breasts.  I let my tongue
linger over the teenagers' bra-clad nipple.  It was delightful.

   I then slowly pulled down on her left bra cup, pulling the fabric down
so that it was under her breast with the underwire.  I did the same to the
right bra cup, exposing both of her breasts and nipples whilst keeping her
bra on.  I guess with everything going on sexually I had expected her
nipples to be fully erect, but they were very placid.  Then I realized that
it takes time for nipples to get aroused, and technically no time had gone
by.

   I took in the view of this sexy blonde school girl standing there, her
breasts exposed whilst still wearing her school uniform, not even vaguely
aware of what was happening around her.  Her titties were pale and looked
full.  I then moved my lips down to her nipples, taking one of them into my
mouth.  It had been a while since I'd suckled on a teenagers tits, in fact
it was not since my own high school days in the '80's.  As I sucked on one
breast, my hands played with her other.  I sucked and played with her
titties for a while.  I however wanted to move onto other awaiting
delights. To avoid alerting her to what had happened, I got out my
handkerchief and dried her breasts down.

   I then dropped to me knees and looked around.  It was a crazy feeling,
as there was at least a dozen school girls within eye shot who would've
been horrified to see me playing with this teen, but thanks to my time stop
spell they were none the wiser.

   I looked down at the little white anklet socks she was wearing, covered
in part by her black leather school shoes.  There was then about 12 inches
to the hem of her blue plaid school uniform skirt.  I slowly lifted the
edge, drawing it higher, initially above her knees.  She had great calves.
I then grabbed her ass, feeling her pear shaped butt cheeks underneath her
school skirt.  It was a great feeling, needing her butt through the thick
cotton and wool material.  But there were even better pleasures in store
for me.

   I pulled her skirt higher up and at last got a view of this schoolgirl's
panties.  There were pink hipsters with small little shiny circles over the
fabric as a pattern.  They rode very low, barely covering her intimates. 
In fact when I moved to the back of her hipsters, I could see the tiniest
signs of her ass crack poking out above her panties.

   I pulled down the back of her panties to see more of her teen ass It was
beautiful.  I nestled my nose next to her anus and smelled her young fresh
aroma wafting out of her little pink butt hole.  Again, I didn't want to
alert this girl on what had gone on once I'd restarted time, so I couldn't
leave any little wet telltale signs that she'd been violated without even
knowing it.  So instead, I returned to the front of her panties.  I pulled
them down slowly exposing her soft downy pubic curls.  It seemed this girl
was in fact a natural blonde.  Her bush was developing well, but obviously
not manicured.  That's one thing I'll need to train her into fixing up.

   I stood up to face her, and whilst keeping my fingers pulling down the
front of her panties, I pointed my wand at her and said "Obey", before
continuing, "It's very important for your self esteem to keep a neatly
trimmed pussy.  Tomorrow morning before school when you're showering, you
will shave your pussy back to a little tuft above your pussy lips."

   And then I thought I'd add for good measure, "You will love the feeling
of running your fingers over your nicely shaved cunt, and you will keep it
trimmed like this once a week.  Tomorrow morning you will hang around here
before school starts.  You will not remember this conversation, but will
want to instinctively follow through with your commands.  Obey over."

   I then undid the back of her skirt, letting it fall to the ground.  Here
in public this teenage school girl was now standing innocently in her
panties.  I then tucked my fingers under the elastic in her hipster's hem
and pulled them down to her ankles.

   Just below her pubic hair was the fold between her vulva.  A little
teenie slit.  I moved my face down to her forbidden regions and inhaled her
musky flavor.  I then started pulling her lips apart, exposing her little
bud of a clitoris.  What a treat!

   I nestled my face between her teenage cunt flaps, my nose resting
against her clit.  Again, I couldn't afford to risk leaving telltale signs
of my efforts, so I didn't lick her pussy.  I tried though to get closer to
her vagina, so I could insert a finger or two up her.  But the way she was
frozen in time I couldn't access her pretty hole.  I tried moving her legs,
but they were so heavy.  I hadn't counted on not being able to physically
move anyone.  I guess when you think about it, even a svelte young thing
weighs a little, and I'm no beefcake!

   Oh well, I'd had my fun, but would have to put this bit of info away
into my memory.

   I lightly symbolically kissed good-bye her curly bush, before pulling
the elastic in her panties back to sit on her hips.  I pulled her bra cups
back over her well endowed breasts and then moved onto button the girl's
school skirt and blouse back up, noticing for the first time her name
written on a name tag on her clothes.

   "Well Mandy," I mumbled, "Guess I'll see you the same time tomorrow."

   I then left the school grounds before returning to my bus stop.

   I made sure I was positioned the same way I was before I'd stopped time
using a spell, standing at the bus stop outside Pareta College.  I then
said "Time stop over."

   Instantly everything went back to normal around me.  But not in my head.

   My mind was racing with the knowledge that I'd had my way with a teenage
school girl, without her knowing a thing.  Poor young Mandy hadn't a clue
that some guy standing a few hundred yards away had just seen her most
intimate private parts.

   As I stood there though, I thought about what I'd done.  No, there was
no guilt.

   I waited for another five minutes.  Normally my express bus arrives
before the "all stops" bus, but today it was the other way around.  "Here's
a bit of luck I thought."

   That was because at least a dozen Pareta schoolgirls would get off, and
from the bus number, and my memory of checking the various chicks out, I
knew there was one very innocent looking, but also very sexually tempting
girl.  The bus stopped and the exit doors opened.  I quickly stopped time
again.

   I then made my way onto the bus to check out if she was there.  Sure
enough towards the back of the bus she was there with a fair number of
friends.  She was just getting off her seat, whilst grabbing for her school
bag in front of her.  Things were very cramped with the volume of girls
already up and partially blocking the bus isle, so there was no real
opportunity for shenanigans here.  But then I thought of something else I
could do.

   I squeezed my way up to my innocent pretty.  She had very classic
features, with her sandy blonde hair pulled back tightly into a pony tail.
Her eyes were almost green and she looked like she must have just heard a
joke of something as a big beautiful smile was across her face.

   After having my way with Mandy, and not even knowing her name until
after the event, I didn't want to replicate the same problem here.  I
unzipped her school bag and had a quick rummage.  There were plenty of
school and text books, and her school diary.  All of which confirmed that
the object of my affection was called Hermoine, a student in Grade 10 Blue.
That made her about 15.  I thought back to when I was 15 and remembered
what a horny bastard I was back then.  I bet Hermoine also regularly got
hot in the pussy at this same age.

   With so many girls around I wanted to make sure my next spell hit the
right subject, so I quickly double checked the spellbook Andrenicus had
given me.  All sounded easy enough.

   "Hermoine, Obey", I said, whilst pointing my wand.

   Nothing happened, but then when I'd tested the spell on Edwina earlier
that morning, nothing had initially happened either.

   "Hermoine, before you get off the bus, put your school bag on your
shoulder, then grab the hands of your two prettiest friends, and exit the
bus together.  Today, you'll start feeling a deep sexual attraction to your
two girl friends.  During the day you'll start exploring that attraction
with them.  You will feel that this is the right thing to do, and was meant
to be.  When you get out of the bus you'll see a man in a black suit (I'd
checked before saying it and I was the only guy wearing a black suit that
day at the bus stop).  You will feel that you can trust this man with your
life, and that he is also incredibly handsome and sexy.  You will introduce
yourself and your two prettiest girl friends to him, talking and flirting
with him until his bus arrives.  Tomorrow you will tell him all about your
day and what you and your friends got up to during school.  You will always
tell him the truth.  You will not remember any part of this conversation.
Hermoine, Obey over."

   Without knowing who Hermoine was going to pick, I needed to cast a spell
over all the girls on the bus.  After checking the spell book again I was
ready.

   "All Pareta schoolgirls, Obey", again a flick of the wand.

   "Very soon two of you will be selected by Hermoine in 10 Blue.  She will
hold hands with the selected girls.  If she does this to you, you will
instantly feel a wonderful warmth run through your body, and you will start
feeling a deep sexual attraction to Hermoine.  You will not be jealous of
the other girl she has also selected, and in fact you will start being
sexually attracted to her too.  You will start exploring this attraction
during the school day, and will feel that having lesbian feelings towards
your two friends is very normal and nothing to be ashamed of.  Hermoine
will introduce you to a man outside and you will trust him with your life.
You will also find him very handsome and sexy.  It's OK to talk and flirt
with him.  Tomorrow you will all get off the bus together and tell him how
your day went today, and you will always tell him the truth" then for good
measure for my ego I added, "For all Pareta schoolgirls, you will wink and
walk sexy past the man in the black suit outside the school bus, this will
make you feel good.  You will not remember any part of this conversation.
All Pareta schoolgirls, Obey over."

   I then popped Hermoine's diary and books back into her schoolbag,
rezipped it and made my way off the bus, positioning myself where I was
before.

   "Time stop over."

   The bus emptied of a good dozen schoolgirls.  They all checked me out,
like I was some hot piece of meat.  Some gave me a come-hither look, others
flattered their eye lashes.  A fair number ran their fingers through their
hair and tossed it to the side whilst smiling and winking at me.  This was
all very good except for two things.  One, I'd regrettably cast the spell
over 3 fat plumpers and 2 ugly scrags, so having these girls parade past
me, wiggling their asses wasn't exactly what I'd envisaged.  The other was
the obvious attention I was getting.  One hot looking schoolgirl was wolf
whistling me, and it was noticeable to me that some of the ordinary people
on the bus going to work were very surprised at what was going on.  I
realized that if I was going to make these spells work for me, I had to
totally control the situation.  That would require me to not be noticed
(like in a timestop, or being invisible - another spell I'd seen in the
book but hadn't tried yet.) Would need to remember these things for
tomorrow.

   Just as I'd finished processing these thoughts, the last three
schoolgirls got off the bus.  In the lead, with her schoolbag slung over
her shoulder was Hermoine, and she walked out hand-in-hand with two very
nice looking teens.  As they all got off the bus, they looked straight at
me, as if they'd already known where I was.  The bus started up again and
left the stop, with a heap of passengers still looking back after the
little show put on by the parading Pareta College girls.

   On Hermoine's left hand was a lovely brunette, her hair shaped in an
upturned bob was swaying as she took her steps towards me.  Even from
thirty feet away it was obvious she had a very tidy little figure.  On
Hermoine's right hand was a cute little vixen, her sandy blonde-brown hair
pulled back into a pony tail under her school hat.  She was also pretty hot
material.  As they got closer I noticed the sandy blonde's skirt looked at
least one size too small, and was tightly pulling against her abdomen.

   Hermoine and her friends were only three feet or so away when they
stopped in front of me.

   "Hi mister, I, well, I've never done this before.  I'd just like to say
that I've been seeing you here at this bus stop every few days since the
start of term, and I've noticed you checking me out," Hermoine said.

   What was happening here, had the spell not worked?  Was she about to
give me an earful for ogling her the past month or so?

   She continued, "I'd just like you to know that it really makes me feel
special seeing you running your eyes over my body.  It makes me feel all
tingly if you know what I mean."

   "ER, I think so," I replied.

   The innocent looking schoolgirl went on, "Yeah, I think you're really
hot, and so do my friends.  (She ran her hands along their arms) I don't
know if you saw us getting ready to get off the bus (I hadn't I was too
busy taking in the attention of the other girls), but we were quickly
talking about how sexy you look.  Can you tell us your name?"

   "James," I replied, "and what's your names?" (being polite)

   "I'm Hermoine, and these are my friends Shareen (lovely brunette) and
Rebecca (sandy haired vixen)."

   "Hi," they both said.

   Knowing now who Hermoine had chosen, I at last got to take in each of
her friends' features.  Shareen had high cheek bones, reasonably purse
lips, well manicured eye brows, and a fantastic pair of light blue eyes. 
Shareen's body was very nice, she was very slight of frame and whilst not
very endowered in the titty department, she made up for it in her overall
appearance.  Rebecca on the other hand didn't have the same classical
beauty looks as Shareen, but she was very intriguing.  Her eyes were brown,
and thanks to her tight school uniform and shapely calves jutting out below
her skirt she didn't leave too much to the imagination, especially those
lovely well shaped breasts, thrusting from her school blouse.

   "Well hi girls," I began, "do you like talking to strange men outside
your school?"

   It was Rebecca who replied, "No not normally, but I don't think you're
strange.  I think you're really sexy." It was magic to my ears hearing this
teenage schoolgirl saying this.

   "Are you sure, I mean I'm double your age?"

   Shareen jumped in, "You might be, but I bet you have so much more
experience then the stupid boys we see around.  I think you'd probably be a
real stud in bed."

   I almost choked on this.  With all the action so far this morning since
Mandy, and now with these three girls, my cock was in a state of
semi-erectness.

   It was Hermoine who spoke next, "Yeah I bet you've got a really hot cock
underneath that suit."

   As the teenager said this, my dick involuntary twitched and strained
against my underwear and trousers, forming a very visible tent within my
pants.

   "Ooh look at that!" exclaimed Rebecca, "his big cock moved." And before
I knew it, the teen was grabbing my member through my trousers, right in
front of the school (and with a fair few cars passing by!) Rebecca then
turned to her friends saying, "I know he'd have a hot cock, but I can
actually feel his warmth."

   "Let me feel," said Hermoine.  Her hand replaced Rebecca's.  "Yeah, you
can actually feel the heat radiating out as it pulses."

   "My turn!" piped up Shareen, her hand was now rubbing my Dick through my
pants, "Wow, it feels so big, I just want to pop it in my mouth right now!"

   This was crazy, things were moving way too fast here (I know sounds
stupid from me), but I had three girls pawing my crotch right outside their
schoolgrounds with parents dropping their daughters off only a few yards
away - and they didn't seem too impressed!

   My bus then turned the corner and was approaching the stop.

   "Sorry girls, I've got to catch my bus for work, how about we catch up
again tomorrow?"

   "Sure," they all replied.

   "We've got plenty of stuff we can do between now and then to keep us
occupied," said Shareen as she winked seductively at Rebecca.

   "Before you catch your bus James, I want to give you something,"
Hermoine said.  She leaned over slightly and then bent her knees into a
half squat.  What was she up to I thought.  Then I knew in an instance as
both of her hands disappeared up her school skirt.  For a second she seemed
to be getting things ready, then she started pulling her hands down.  This
time when they returned from her under her skirt, she was clutching the
crotch of her panties.  She then straightened up her legs before bending
down further as she pulled her panties into public view down her shapely
legs.  Finally they fell to the ground, nestled between her ankles.  She
then raised her right foot, and then her left as she stepped out of her
little teenie underwear before picking them off the ground.

   "Here," she began, "I want you to have my panties for the day." She then
popped a pair of ivory colored satin style panties into my suit jacket
pocket.  "Better get a move on," as she winked, "you don't want to be late
for your bus."

   "No, better not," I replied."See you girls tomorrow."

   "Bye!" they all said.  They all waved, Shareen winked at me, Rebecca
blew me a kiss and Hermoine gave me the biggest smile.

   I jumped onto the bus, paid my fare, and then popped my right hand into
my jacket pocket.  I could feel the smooth fabric as I rolled it between my
fingers.  There felt like there was a little satin ribbon at the top of her
panties.  Whilst the bus started moving off, and as my fingers explored the
panties in my pocket, I felt the hint of dampness.  Hermoine must have been
enjoying the whole situation as she let some of her girlie juices trickle
into the crotch of her panties.

   I looked out the back window of the bus as I saw Shareen, Hermoine and
Rebecca walking hand in hand along the sidewalk towards the school gates.
As the bus turned the corner I wondered what these hot little schoolgirls
would get up to in the day ahead.





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