Chapter 9: Cutting Csses

  Walking past the park, it took Samantha a moment to notice Sarah and Jeremy waiting for the trio, Zack waving enthusiastically with a wide grin as Evan gave the redhead concerned look, the girl making a bit of a face and holding her stomach.

  "Are you okay?" Sarah inquired as the three drew closer, frowning thoughtfully at Samantha, "Did you over do it at the Halloween party or something?"

  The little redhead sighed heavily, shooting Zack a quick gre as the boy grinned, trying not to ugh. "Yeah, a bit," the girl admitted with a heavy sigh, "I woke up on Saturday with a splitting headache and then yesterday morning, I kinda hit a milestone..."

  Zack stood a little taller, the boy gncing away, determined not to say any of the inappropriate things he was thinking as Evan looked a little embarrassed. His expression confused, Jeremy gnced between the two girls as Sarah's eyes suddenly went wide, the girl taking a deep breath.

  "Seriously?" she inquired excitedly, the girl unable to contain her smile.

  "Uh, did I miss something?" Jeremy asked, looking pintively at Zack who gnced over at Samantha, nudging her as the girl tensed up.

  "Honestly, it's not that big a deal," Samantha muttered, rolling her eyes.

  "My mum sure thought it was," Zack chuckled, "She's been pnning for this for like three years now!"

  "Uhg, why is my family so embarrassing?" Samantha muttered, covering her face as Sarah shook her head in amusement, "Seriously. All it really means is I can get pregnant now, right? It's not that big a deal."

  Jeremy gasped at the revetion as Sarah smirked in amusement. "Sounds like you'll have to start being careful for once," she said teasingly, Samantha giving her a bit of a dirty look.

  "Oh! You mean you had your period!" Jeremy blurted out before quickly covering his mouth with both hands, Samantha staring at the boy with a mix of panic and embarrassment as the other children started heading past.

  Gncing about apologetically, the boy shrank down a bit, Sarah shaking her head slowly as Evan looked anywhere but the others and even Zack winced a bit. "S, sorry..." Jeremy muttered softly.

  "Anyway," Samantha said with a heavy sigh, "Aunt Margo's got me drinking this tea she makes for this sorta thing. It's helping a fair bit, but I still feel a little weird."

  "Plus my dad wrote a program that helps track everything back before we were even born," Evan added with a shrug, "He's been adding to it since then, making it crazy complicated, but really useful apparently."

  "Sounds useful," Sarah replied thoughtfully, Zack nodding in agreement.

  "My mother uses the information from it to adjust her tea," Zack added with a shrug, "That way she can personalize everything for each of the dies in our 'family.'"

  “Okay! Enough!” Samantha excimed, her cheeks flushed, the girl heading off again, “The whole world doesn't know need to know about my biological functions!”

  “I dunno, it might be good advertising for your channel!” Zack ughed, hurrying after her, Samantha inhaling sharply and swatting his arm as he got closer.

  “That's enough out of you!” the girl ughed in-spite of herself, their friends quickly following the two.

  “I dunno, I think there's some potential there,” remarked Evan thoughtfully.

  “Uhg, I'm surrounded by perverts,” Samantha muttered with faux-frustration, smirking a bit at the boy.

  “You brought it on yourself, you know,” Sarah replied with a snort of ughter, the crowd of other children on their way to school swelling as the group topped the hill.

  “Yeah, but my life'd be pretty boring if I didn't,” Samantha chuckled, smiling and giving a wave as she spotted Maegan waiting everyone.

  Sarah rolled her eyes as Evan hurried over to greet the girl. “You're both like twelve,” she muttered, shaking her head dismissively, “Can't you just be pervs in college or something?”

  “Make your mistakes when you're young,” Samantha replied with a ugh before wincing, the girl gritting her teeth and clutching her stomach again, “Just not for a few days every month, I guess.”

  “Serves you right,” Sarah chuckled teasingly, giving Jeremy's hand a squeeze as she watched Evan give Maegan a quick hug, “You cause enough trouble as it is.”

  “Speaking of,” Zack chuckled, motioning to the battered blue pickup truck that passed them on the street and pulled into the parking lot.

  Samantha sighed softly, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried to sort out her memories from the Halloween party. She remembered most of it, Samantha supposed, but things definitely got hazy near the end. Probably shouldn't have mixed the wine with whatever was in Lydia's 'party favour' the girl supposed.

  “Sorry I couldn't make it,” said Maegan apologetically as she and Evan rejoined the group, the girl giving a sad smile, “But my parents wouldn't even let me out of the house that night.”

  “We'll figure something out eventually,” Evan assured thoughtfully, making her sigh.

  “To be honest, though, my parents are actually getting worse,” Maegan admitted, gncing about as if suddenly worried they'd appear out of nowhere, the girl reaching into the pocket of her skirt and pulling out a small cellphone.

  The other children gasping, their eyes going wide, Maegan shook her head dismissively. “No, no, it's not quite what you think,” the girl expined, frowning down at the item in her hand, “I can't call or accept calls from numbers my parents didn't program in, I can't access the internet at all, and they installed an app that lets them track my location at all times.”

  Her friends expressions become a mix of concern and outrage, with Samantha quickly forgetting about her own discomfort. “That's awful!” the redhead excimed, finding her disdain for Maegan's parents increasing yet again, “How are you supposed to have any fun, like ever?!”

  “I'm really not supposed to, but...” Maegan replied, blushing with a small smile as she gnced askance, remembering how much fun she was having in-spite of her parent's best efforts.

  Samantha smirked, gncing over as she spotted Lydia making her way over. “Well, we can make up for it on Friday,” she assured, waving to the dark-haired girl, Lydia giving Samantha a knowing smile.

  “Sorry I'm te,” Lydia said a little distractedly, giving Maegan a look that made the girl blush, “I had to take care of a few things this morning. You two okay after the party?”

  “Well, the hangover's gone at least,” Samantha chuckled with a smirk, “But I think I'll pass on your mum's mad science experiments from now on. Honestly, I can't remember much after going up to my room that night...”

  Lydia raised a dark eyebrow, giving her a bemused smirk. “Implying that there'll be a next time,” she teased, Samantha grinning in response, the girl gncing about before leaning a little closer.

  “Only if you're lucky,” Samantha replied slyly before hearing the chiming bell calling for the students to head inside.

  “We'd better get going,” Evan said sadly, Samantha hurrying over to give him a quick hug good-bye.

  “Don't worry, it's only a few more months,” she assured him, feeling a mix of fear and excitement at the prospect of switching schools. It wasn't that big a deal, Samantha supposed, but it'd definitely be yet another of life's milestone.

  “See you then,” the boy said teasingly with a grin, making Samantha ugh as Evan and Maegan waved good-bye and headed across the street, the two pausing as they found a rge crowd impatiently waiting outside the front doors.

  “Is something going on?” Maegan inquired, the girl standing on her toes, trying to see what the dey was about.

  “It's hard to tell,” Evan replied, frowning a little as he found his recent growth spurt not being quite enough to help the boy gather any useful information, “But I'm sure we'll hear about it ter. For now, though, we should probably just take another route.”

  Maegan nodded, chuckling as Evan took her hand, leading the girl past the crowd and towards the back of the school. “I think most of them just want an excuse to skip homeroom,” she commented, Evan gncing over and smiling with amusement.

  “They might have a point, though,” the boy replied thoughtfully, “I mean, this is our no free period day.”

  Maegan sighed softly, the girl gncing glumly askance for a moment. It did rather seem like she was missing out on a lot of things as of te. “Should we really be hurrying, then?” she inquired shyly, squeezing the boy's hand a little tighter.

  Evan smiled, Maegan blushing a bit as Evan gnced over his shoulder to make sure no one was looking before leaning closer. Her heart racing, the girl's grey eyes went wide, her heart racing as the boy gave her a small smile before kissing her softly.

  “There's a spot that's a little out of the way where we could probably hang out for a bit,” Evan whispered teasingly with a hit of shyness in his tone, Maegan letting out a nervous giggle, the girl shrinking down a little.

  “That wouldn't count as skipping homeroom, would it?” she inquired coyly, Evan grinning, the boy chuckling softly at the idea.

  “Is that on your list?” he inquired teasingly, Maegan finding it hard not to smile as the two rounded the corner of the school.

  “It probably should be,” the girl admitted thoughtfully, gncing past Evan at the back door out onto the field behind the building, the two children continuing past it a short distance, “It can't just be all weird dirty things, right?”

  Evan ughed softly, giving the girl's hand a squeeze as he looked back into her soft grey eyes. “Well, just as long as you have -some- weird dirty things on it, I suppose,” he chuckled, Maegan gncing down at her feet and trying not to ugh, her cheeks flushing.

  Feeling Evan suddenly stop, Maegan looked up, her heart suddenly racing with panic, the girl inhaling sharply. Before them were two older boys in a small alcove of sorts, the area obscured from the view of the back door and unlikely to be walked past at that time of day.

  The two were sitting cross-legged on the grass, the passing a joint back and forth between each other, both ughing, not yet noticing the two younger children staring silently at them for a long moment.

  “Oh, um, ah... sorry!” Evan stammered, taking half a step forward to keep Maegan at least a bit behind him, “Didn't mean to interrupt!”

  It took a moment for the two boys to realize someone had spoken, both of them ughing a bit at nothing before gncing up at the couple, both looking a bit confused for a moment. “Oh, whoa, hey!” one of the boys replied with a ugh, brushing back his ruffled brown hair, his gaze unfocused but his tone friendly enough, “Did they fix the door already?”

  His friend ughed for second before looking armed. “Dude! That totally wasn't us!” he excimed in something that passed for a hushed tone, his friend ughing in response.

  “Oh yeah! That's right! We totally didn't didn't glue the doors shut!” he chuckled, inhaling deeply before handing the joint over to his dark haired friend with a shaking hand.

  The other boy looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding in agreement, only then remembering that they had company. “Oh! Hey!” he ughed, Evan and Maegan exchanging bemused gnces, “Are you two new here?”

  Evan smiled giving the boy a nod, vaguely remembering seeing him now and then mixed in with the kids from the grade above his own. “Ah, we started in September,” he replied, gncing at Maegan who smiled nervously back at him, “So, I guess we are still kinda new, even if it is November now.”

  The dark-haired boy stared at him incredulously for a moment. “Wait! It's November?!” he excimed, genuinely confused, “What happened to October?!”

  Exchanging gnces with Maegan again, Evan gave a soft chuckle. “October was three days ago,” he expined with a bemused smile, the dark-haired boy nodding slowly as he inhaled deeply before handing the joint back to his friend.

  Exhaling slowly, the boy's eyes suddenly went wide. “Wait, months are only three days long now?” he inquired, staring up at Evan in shock as his friend nearly fell over ughing.

  “Okay, dude, you've had way more than enough!” the brown haired boy replied, grinning up at the two, “I think we should let the new kids have a turn. Seeing as they're um... new, right?”

  Maegan gave a nervous ugh, Evan giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. “Uh, yeah, I guess it's kinda over due,” the dark-haired boy replied, nodding repeatedly for several seconds before remembering to stop.

  “Is... this a good idea?” Maegan inquired a little nervously, Evan chuckling softly.

  “A little bit couldn't hurt, I guess,” he replied with a shrug, fshing a nervous grin as he leaned forward to accept the joint, “I mean, Aunt Margo's got this tea that's basically the same thing.”

  The two boys exchanged gnces as Evan took a deep breath, steadying his nerves before giving the joint a go, the boy wincing a bit as he handed it back, feeling his lungs starting to burn before coughing the smoke back out.

  “Wait, your aunt's the tea dy?!” the dark-haired boy excimed with a grin, ignoring Evan's ck of experience as the boy needed a moment to catch his breath, “The one with that awesome little shop on Main Street?”

  Evan did his best to nod quickly, taking several deep breaths, the boy already feeling a bit light-headed. Whatever the two were smoking it was fairly potent. Not exactly whatever it was Lydia brought over on Halloween, but certainly notable.

  “Man, she's a cool dy!” the brown-haired boy chuckled, grinning up at Maegan as he offered her a go, “I heard she makes that incense she sells herself!”

  “Y-yeah, she does,” Evan managed, gncing at Maegan smiling reassuringly as the girl nervously accepted the slowly burning paper wrapped drug, the girl still looking a little uncertain.

  “Is this something that should be on my list?” she inquired, curiosity starting to get the better of her, making Evan smile.

  “It's times like this, I usually ask myself, 'what would Zack do?'” the boy admitted, making Maegan ugh, the girl shaking in amusement.

  “She won't sell us her tea, though,” the dark-haired boy interjected a bit glumly as Maegan bundled up her courage before carefully inhaling, the hot smoke immediately making her cough, the girl covering her mouth to try and keep in it.

  “Yeah, that's why we just grow our own,” the brown-haired boy expined.

  “And that's why you, I mean... someone else glued the front door shut?” Evan inquired with an amused smile, both boys nodding quickly.

  “Ah, yeah, Monday's are a pain, so we thought we'd make the day go by quicker,” the dark-haired boy replied, taking another hit before handing it to his friend, “Pretty sure we have about ten minutes before they just start sending everyone in the back way.”

  The brown-haired boy burst out ughing at the comment. “Wow! That's kinky, dude! They're all going in the back way!” he ughed with a grin, Evan rolling his eyes at the comment, even if he did find it a bit amusing as Maegan blushed hard, the girl quickly looking away.

  “You know, the shop also sells some gardening books that might help you with this,” Evan added, feeling any nervousness he felt slipping away as he accepted the joint back again.

  “Oooh! Good point!” the brown-haired boy said quickly as Evan tried his best to inhale slowly and cautiously before offering the joint to Maegan.

  The girl pursed her lips for a moment before nodding and accepting it, carefully inhaling as well. Wincing, Maegan grimaced a bit as she coughed back the smoke, the two boys ughing as the dark-haired one accepted it back.

  “Pretty good, isn't it?” he asked with a grin, the girl giving him a weak smile as he easily inhaled far deeper than what seemed like a good idea. “Anyway, I totally saw some books about herbs the st time we were there.”

  “Yeah, I'm totally sure there's some stuff in there that'll help!” his friend agreed before cursing softly, the group gncing back as they heard an approaching crowd of children, mostly ughing and joking at the school's predicament.

  “Looks like the party's over,” Evan chuckled, the pleasant feeling of well-being that he felt making it hard for the blond boy to keep from smiling.

  “Dude, so me...” the dark-haired boy muttered, quickly breaking off the end of the joint and stashing it in his pocket, “Anyway, nice to meet you, new kids!”

  “And thanks for the free sample,” Evan chuckled, Maegan giggling at the comment, the girl giving the blond boy's hand a final squeeze before preparing to join the main group.

  “I guess that wasn't too bad,” she commented, giving the boys a small, shy wave before following Evan back towards the door, “And my parents would definitely not approve.”

  Nodding sagely, Evan chuckled ughed, half-wondering if the two boys were right, and the first day back would be easier with a bit of a buzz going. “Yeah, but I still prefer Aunt Margo's tea,” he confessed, making a bit of a face, “Personally, I can do without the burning lung thing.”

  “You'll have to let me try some then,” Maegan giggled, finding she kind of liked the way her body felt oddly lighter than it should be.

  “Count on it,” Evan assured her with a sly smile, “Sorry we got distracted, though.”

  Maegan smiled, shaking her head slowly as the two headed to their first css, homeroom being a completely forgone conclusion. “It's okay,” she mused, the girl unable to keep form smiling, her body feeling pleasantly tingly, “We've only got one css together this morning, but we've got two in the afternoon. So that's something.”

  Evan nodded in agreement, the boy frowning thoughtfully. “Always appreciate the little things,” he replied, Maegan grinning in amusement as the two entered their cssroom, the two doing their best to act normal...

  *****

  Leaving his first css, Evan smiled sadly as he said goodbye to Maegan, gd at least that the two had some afternoon csses together. His head still feeling a little funny, Evan did his best not look up any more than he had to as the boy made his way to his locker. No sense letting anyone see his eyes, after all.

  It was hard not feel a little self-conscious, wondering if anyone had noticed anything out of the ordinary. It wasn't like he was staggering about, or saying weird things or anything, but Evan couldn't help but worry a little bit about getting to trouble.

  Heading to his locker, Evan almost didn't notice Joyce waiting for him, the curly haired blond girl leaning against the lockers, smiling with smug amusement at the boy.

  “Hey there,” Joyce said teasingly, her arms folded just under her bosom, Evan jumping a little as she spoke, the boy's eyes going wide for a second as he gnced up at her.

  “Oh! Ah, sorry,” Evan said quickly, chuckling to himself as he found his fingers shaking a little too much to get his locker combination right on the first try, “I'm a little distracted right now.”

  Joyce gave the boy an exaggerated disappointed look, the girl sliding closer, gncing past Evan to make sure no one was looking as she leaned closer. “Would you like to be a lot distracted?” Joyce inquired, her lips brushing against the boy's ear, causing Evan's body to quiver as he inhaled sharply.

  “Um, I take it your st test went well, then?” Evan stammered a little with a nervous chuckle.

  “Mm hmm,” Joyce giggled softly, the boy inhaling sharply as she nibbled his ear, “So, I was thinking I should return the favour a little. Think of it as an incentive to keep helping me out with my chemistry homework.”

  Evan swallowed hard. Today certainly was getting interesting, that was for sure. “What um, did you have in mind?” he inquired nervously, Joyce giggling as she teasingly brushed her breast against his arm.

  “Skip your third css and find out,” she replied slyly, the girl gncing up and quickly taking a step back as couple of other children came to retrieve things from their lockers.

  Thinking for a moment as he finally managed to open his locker, Evan nodded, gncing askance at the girl. “Well, I finally got a key to the backstage area of the auditorium,” Evan said softly, Joyce raising an eyebrow, giving him a tight-lipped smile.

  “Being on the tech crew has its advantages I see,” Joyce replied quietly, watching the other students carefully as she leaned back against the other lockers as casually as she could.

  Evan nodded. “Seth thinks I'll make a good repcement for him next year, so he wants me to get used to everything before then,” he expined, gncing askance to make sure no one was overhearing the two.

  Pushing off from the lockers, Joyce giggled softly, her fingers brushing through the boy's hair as she stepped past him. “Well, I guess I'll meet you there then, okay?”

  Evan swallowed hard, trying not to smile at the idea. “Uh, yeah, see you there,” he replied quickly with a bit of a nervous chuckle, his stomach feeling a little tight from sudden nervousness.

  Watching Joyce go, Evan couldn't help but smile as the girl gnced over her shoulder back at him, the girl smiling slyly as she pushed her long curly hair over her shoulder before vanishing out of site. Taking a deep breath, Evan exhaled slowly.

  They could both get in a fair bit of trouble if they got caught, but then, Evan had done plenty more risky things already. It wasn't like there was an assembly or anything that day and the only others with keys were Seth and the cleaning staff.

  “He'd probably want to join in,” Evan chuckled, the boy collecting his things before heading to his second css, thinking up a convincing excuse he could use for skipping his third. It was just geography, and it wasn't like he was in that css with Maegan anyway.

  “Make your mistakes while you're young, I guess,” he sighed with a small smile, the boy making his way out into the hall and joining the flow of the crowd off to his next css...

  *****

  Evan's heart raced a little as he slipped into the empty hallway and hurried towards the pin wooden door. Most people ignored it, and he suspected most people didn't even know what was behind it, which was probably for the best.

  Gncing about to make sure no one saw him, Evan pulled out his keys, the boy's hand shaking as he grabbed the middle of the three before pushing it into the lock. Unable to keep from smiling, Evan quickly slipped inside, this eyes needing a few moments to adjust to the gloom.

  Turning on a table mp and looking about, Evan was thankful that the curtains were closed, blocking the stage from the rest of the auditorium. It still felt a bit weird to be alone back stage, but he wouldn't be alone for long, Evan reminded himself.

  Jumping a little at the sound of soft knock on the door, Evan took a deep breath before pulling it open, finding Joyce fixing the boy with a teasing smile. “You don't skip csses too often, do you?” the blond girl inquired teasingly, pressing her hand against Evan's chest as she stepped into the room.

  “Oh, it's been known to happen from time to time,” he replied a little evasively, fshing her a quick grin as the door clicked shut again and Joyce's hands moved to his shoulders, “Just not very often.”

  Smirking at him, the girl chuckled softly, backing Evan up a little further before turning him around and pressing the boy's back against the wall. “Then I'll have to to make sure this is memorable for you,” Joyce giggled softly, the girl leaning close, brushing her nose against Evan's before giving the boy a soft kiss.

  “You must have gotten a really good grade on that test,” the boy replied, pcing his hands gently on Joyce's hips, hoping she didn't notice his nervousness.

  The girl smiled, nodding slowly as she gnced askance thoughtfully. “Well, I did get an A, so I thought I should give you a reward, ya know?” Joyce mused, her hands sliding down the boy's chest, smiling hungrily back at him.

  “What'd you have in mind?” Evan inquired a little nervously, taking a chance and slowly sliding his hands down across the girl's bottom, giving it an experimental squeeze that made Joyce let out a soft, happy moan.

  “Well, I can't give you what you -really- want...” the girl purred teasingly before taking a few steps back and slipping off her uniform jacket before tossing it onto a nearby chair, “but it's only fair that I let you py around a bit.”

  Evan raised an eyebrow, the boy blushing a bit as Joyce started unbuttoning her blouse. “What I want, or what you want?” he inquired, the girl gncing up at him and smirking.

  “Is it that obvious?” Joyce inquired in a faux-innocent tone, Evan taking a deep breath as the girl pulled her blouse out from skirt before opening the st few buttons, leaving it open just enough to hint at the roundness of her bosom.

  Swallowing hard, Evan stepped closer, his fingers shaking a little as they pushed the garment open a bit before gently touching the girl's stomach. “Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me,” the boy replied, gncing up with a sly smile as he explored the softness of her skin.

  Joyce giggled softly, nibbling her bottom lip as she gnced down, watching Evan's hands slide higher, the boy pausing just under the girl's bosom.

  “It better be,” she teased, covering the backs of his hands with her own, coaxing the boy to move them higher, the girl's breath quickening, “cause I didn't just ask for your help because you're smart, you know.”

  “Oh yeah?” Evan managed, the boy swallowing again as his hands slid up over Joyce's firm breasts, his hands almost able to cup them entirely, the girl's hard nipples pressing insistently against his palms.

  Joyce nodded slowly, the girl gncing askance, blushing a little. “I know it's weird,” she said softly despite that there was no one about to overhear her words, the girl looking bit embarrassed by the admission, “But I really do have a thing for younger guys.”

  Evan couldn't help but grin a little. “I should introduce you to a certain friend of mine at some point,” the boy chuckled, shifting his thumbs to rub them gently against Joyce's nipples, the girl nibbling her bottom lip as she inhaled sharply.

  “How... old is he?” Joyce inquired, her hands taking hold of Evan's shoulders as she took a sharp deep breath.

  “Twelve, same as me,” the boy replied, amused to hear the soft whimper escape the teenager's lips, “There's only like two days between us.”

  Exhaling slowly, Joyce slowly opened her eyes, giggling softly before leaning closer to give Evan's lips a gentle kiss. “If I pass chemistry with an A, maybe I'll give him a little reward too,” the girl replied teasingly, Evan chuckling at the thought.

  “He'd really like that,” the boy replied, giving her nipples a gentle teasing squeeze, smiling in amusement as Joyce's body gave a deep shudder.

  The girl nodded slowly, her breath quickening as Evan finally pushed her blouse fully open, the boy swallowing hard as he took a moment to get a good look at Joyce's bosom. They weren't overly rge, his hands able to cover them for the most part, the boy smiling at how firm they were and how soft and warm Joyce's skin was.

  Bending down a little, Evan leaned forward, the boy adjusting his hands so he could run the tip of his tongue slowly around Joyce's hard nipple, the girl letting out a soft, whimpering moan in response.

  “I knew you'd like them,” the girl giggled teasingly, her hands moving to run her fingers through Evan's golden blond hair, the boy smiling to himself as he gave her nipple a gentle nibble.

  Inhaling sharply, Joyce's fingers curled through the boy's hair, giving him an encouraging tug as Evan's lips surrounded her nipple and gave it a hard suck, his tongue teasing it deliciously.

  “Oh... okay, maybe both of you at once might be fun too,” the girl panted, Evan trying to suppress a ugh as he moved over to her other breast, the boy giving Joyce's nipple a long, slow lick.

  “You really do like little boys,” Evan commented teasingly, his hands sliding slowly down over the girl's ft tummy.

  “Y-yeah...” Joyce moaned, pulling the boy's head closer, “But... I still gotta pass chemistry.”

  Evan couldn't help but smile at the admission, half-wondering if the chemistry tutoring was just an excuse. Not that he really minded exchanging a few emails and occasionally live chatting. The boy had even learned a bit helping Joyce so far, and his mother would certainly approve of that. Not that she needed to know about other benefits, though.

  Grinning up at the girl, his hands slid across the dark purple and bck cloth of Joyce's skirt before slipping beneath it. Letting out a soft gasp as she felt the boy's hands upon her bare thighs, Joyce's body quivered with excitement.

  “What are you...?” the girl stammered, making Evan chuckle softly, the boy's fingers finding the waist-band of her panties.

  “Returning the favour,” he said slyly, making Joyce giggle, the boy smiling a little at the rather cutesy pink panties the girl was wearing as he pulled them down beneath Joyce's skirt.

  “Such a good little boy,” the blond girl cooed, running her fingers through Evan's hair, the boy surprised to find Joyce cleanly shaven, half-wondering what other naughty things went on in the girl's head, “You like it down there?”

  “I've got no compints,” Evan replied, suddenly feeling a little nervous, suddenly hoping he didn't disappoint Joyce, the boy caressing her thighs before giving the girl a gentle teasing kiss just above her clit.

  Her body giving a deep quiver, Joyce grabbed the hem of her uniform skirt and pulled it up so she could see. “Naughty boy!” she breathed, panting softly, making Evan grin, the boy kissing her thighs before giving Joyce's folds a long, slow lick.

  The girl exhaling loudly, Evan couldn't help but smile as Joyce's body quivered, clearly surprised that he knew what he was doing. 'I've had a lot of practice, after all...' the boy mused inwardly, teasing the girl's opening with the tip of his finger as he licked a slow circle around her clit without actually touching it.

  Her fingers curling through Evan's hair, Joyce groaned hungrily, the girl bending her knees to maintain her bance. “You're such a tease!” Joyce giggled, her gaze unfocused as the sensation started overwhelming her, the boy's tongue sliding down and pushing itself inside of her, Evan's lips sucking hungrily against her opening for a moment.

  Chuckling softly at her reaction, Evan squeezed the girl's bottom harder, tilting his head back so he could slowly drag his tongue back up to Joyce's clit, causing the girl's body to jerk suddenly, Joyce ughing at the involuntary response. Panting softly, the blond girl gritted her teeth as she shifted her feet, trying not to fall over, the distraction keeping her from cumming.

  Straining, Joyce dropped her hands hard onto Evan's shoulders, the boy's tongue refusing to stop, the girl's fingers squeezing tightly as she leaned heavily against him. Looking down, Joyce almost ughed, Evan half-hidding under her school skirt, blocking her view of what was happening.

  “We should do this naked next time,” Joyce panted with a giggle as she felt Evan tense at her words, the boy pressing his tongue harder against her, clearly liking the idea.

  Closing her eyes, the blond girl groaned helplessly, Evan's tongue circling her clit a few times before his lips surrounded it, suckling it hungrily. Letting out a hard gasp, Joyce's eyes flew open, the girl tossing her head back, squeezing her thighs against the boy's face as he pushed her over the edge.

  Gasping and groaning loudly, Joyce hardly noticed the way her voice echoed through the room, the huge curtains muffling it a bit from the empty seating area. Not caring if someone walked past the door or stepped into the auditorium for some reason, Joyce let herself go completely, half-ughing as she came. Her body trembling and shaking, the girl let out a final long, helpless cry, Evan pushing his fingers inside of her as his tongue caressed her clit hungrily.

  “N- naughty boy...” the girl finally moaned, panting heavily as she grinning and giggling, Evan pulling himself back up, the boy's flushed cheeks glistening wetly in the light from the mp.

  “Sorry, I couldn't resist,” Evan apologized with a bit of a chuckle, Joyce sighing heavily with a grin, the girl gncing askance.

  “Not what I was expecting, but I'm good with it,” she giggled, leaning in closer and teasingly licking Evan's moist cheek.

  “You should see what I can do when I have backup,” the boy chuckled with a sheepish grin, Joyce inhaling sharply, the girl slipping her arms about him, her lips pressing against Evan's ear.

  “I'm almost tempted to forgo the need to pass chemistry,” Joyce giggled, giving the boy's ear a nibble that made his body quiver, “But a deal's a deal...”

  “It'll be worth the wait,” Evan replied, moving his head to look into the girl's eyes, the boy cupping her cheeks and giving her a gentle a kiss, “Plus I'm pretty sure Zack'll be super into it!”

  Joyce grinned in response. “I guess it's no secret that I'd be into that too,” she admitted, hugging Evan closer for a moment.

  “Plus our birthdays aren't until after school ends, so we'll still be twelve,” the boy chuckled teasingly, Joyce's body tensing again before letting out a long breath.

  “Okay, no more teasing. At least not for now,” Joyce replied with a giggle, the girl pulling herself away and giving the boy a final quick kiss, “But we should get out of here before the crowds come by.”

  Evan sighed heavily, knowing the girl was right, but definitely liking the idea of seeing Joyce fully naked at some point. “Yeah, ah, you should head out first then,” the boy expined thoughtfully, “I sorta have an excuse to be here, but you...”

  “Not so much,” Joyce giggled, pushing down her skirt and quickly doing up her blouse, “Anyway, I'll be in touch.”

  The boy nodded, exhaling heavily as Joyce opened the door, the girl giving him a sly smile before slipping out into the still empty hall. “This year just keeps getting more and more interesting,” Evan chuckled, brushing his hair back and gncing about the room, half-wondering if Seth had brought any girls there in his time in the tech crew.

  “Most of the girls here are probably too old for him, though,” Evan chuckled to himself, deciding he'd given Joyce enough time to slip away without causing suspicion.

  Shutting out the light, Evan pushed the door open, the boy blinking several times at the significantly brighter light of the hall. Letting out a soft gasp as he looked the other way, Evan spotting a pair of figures walking towards him. Needing a moment for his vision to clear, Evan raised an eyebrow, surprised to see Samantha's grandparents walking down the hall towards him.

  “Evan, my boy!” Arthur called out with a grin, waving to him with Nancy holding on to the man's other arm, the woman smiling in amusement, “What a pleasant surprise!”

  Grinning nervously, Evan did his best to act natural, hoping that neither of the adults noticed the bulge in his trousers. “A lucky coincidence, I guess,” the boy agreed with a shrug, quickly changing the subject, “So, ah, what brings you two here of all pces?”

  Arthur sighed softly, exchanging gnces with Nancy, the adults expressions becoming serious for a quick moment. “Ah, business, I'm afraid,” the detective admitted with a hint of concern.

  “You're investigating my school?” the boy inquired with surprise, the older man chuckling softly in response.

  “Not quite,” Arthur replied thoughtfully, his tone becoming serious, “I'm mostly just here to talk to a few people seeing as they're all in one pce.”

  “What are you investigating, exactly?” Evan inquired with genuine curiosity, the adults once more exchanging worried gnces.

  “I ah, I'm sure you've heard about the problem this town's been having the st few months, right?” Arthur inquired, Evan frowning a little and nodding slowly, recalling the handful of incidents he'd heard about.

  “Yeah, Samantha's friend Lydia seems a little obsessed with the situation,” the boy replied thoughtfully, “I think she's one of those 'true crime' fans or something.”

  Arthur nodded, the man smiling a tiny bit as he remembered the girl. “Well, tell her to be careful with that,” he advised sagely, “In fact, I'd keep an eye on all my female friends if I was you. Especially my grand-daughter,”

  Evan's blue eyes went wide, the boy nodding quickly. “I'll do my best,” he promised, gncing at the clock on the wall, “But I should probably get going, I usually meet up with Maegan for lunch.”

  Arthur took a deep breath, the man suppressing a bit of a chuckle. “And definitely keep an eye on that one,” the man cautioned, Evan blushing a little as he saw the glint in the detective's emerald green eyes, his wife letting out a soft snort of ughter, “The innocent types tend to get themselves in a lot more trouble.”

  “I feel personally attacked,” Nancy said in a soft, teasing tone, Arthur smiling down at her and chuckling softly.

  “Anyway, I'll see you guys tonight, I guess,” Evan said quickly, the boy suddenly a little concerned about the idea of leaving Maegan alone, “Good luck with the investigation!”

  The couple nodded, smiling in amusement as the boy hurried off, Evan vanishing around the corner as the two continued on their way. “We may want to talk to that Lydia girl,” Nancy pondered thoughtfully, her husband nodding in agreement.

  “Apparently I met her mother once,” Arthur chuckled, Nancy smirking teasingly in response.

  “This better not be another McAlester family secret to add to the list,” the woman replied with faux-suspicion, Arthur letting out a soft chuckle.

  “The timing isn't right, so I think we're safe,” the man assured, the two ughing softly as they continued on their way down the hall...

  *****

  The light-headedness had mostly left Maegan by the time she was done with css, the girl gd she hadn't taken too much of whatever the boys had been offering, even if she'd found herself having to reread several passages in her text book. Especially since she'd had to keep herself from giggling now and then for no reason throughout her first part of css.

  Smiling at the thought, Maegan looked at Evan one st time, wishing she could safely hug him good-bye, but not wanting to cause drama, or run the risk of her parents hearing about it.

  “See you soon,” Evan said a little sadly, the girl nodding in agreement, watching the boy slip off into the crowd for a moment before sighing heavily and heading back to her locker, Maegan needing to remind herself to stop smiling.

  Quickly collecting her things and heading to the next css, Maegan found herself a little distracted, wishing she had another morning css with Evan and looking forward to their lunch break together.

  Sitting through her second css, Maegan did her best not to let her mind wander. Gncing at the clock several times, the girl did her best not to appear too distracted. Fortunately, the regur professor was away that day, and his stand-in seemed rather new and a bit nervous, making it easy for the girl to just blend in with her peers.

  When it was finally over, Maegan hardly noticed her journey back to her locker, the girl nodding politely to the other children as they grabbed their things for the next css.

  Opening her own locker, Maegan let out a soft gasp, surprised to see a small envelope suddenly fall out and nd on the floor. Gncing about, the girl quickly bent down and grabbed it up, not sure what to make of it.

  Opening the envelope and unfolding the paper she found inside, Maegan's grey eyes wide, the girl smiling again as she needed a moment to focus on what was written. The handwriting was a little shaky, but it was definitely from Evan, the girl grinning broadly as she read over the hurriedly written text.

  “I know this sounds a bit crazy, but how about you meet me at the public library instead of going to third period today? It's pretty quiet there at this time of day, and I thought we could take an extended lunch. We'd be able to make up for Halloween that way. Assuming you're up for it.”

  Taking a deep breath, Maegan quickly refolded the letter, her pale cheeks flushing as her heart raced, the girl momentarily considering the offer. Her hand going to the pocket of her skirt, Maegan swallowed hard, feeling the small cellphone her parents hard given her.

  What Evan was asking was risky. Her parents did periodically check to see her GPS location, after all. But at the same time, it was a very exciting idea. Not just just skipping a css, but also possibly doing... other things.

  Exhaling slowly, Maegan held the note against her chest, the girl's mind racing. No one would notice if she skipped -one- css. And it wasn't like her parents didn't have other things to do during the day besides stalk her GPS location. Plus, it was definitely she could cross off her list.

  Smiling nervously at the idea, Maegan gnced about, none of the other children really paying her much mind as she quietly closed her locker again. Walking back into the hall, no one seemed to notice Maegan's ck of books, the occasional gnces she received being from a few random boys that made her blush a bit.

  Exiting out the back door, Maegan took a deep breath of the cool air, her heart pounding faster. She was doing it. She was skipping css. To see a boy no less! Gncing back at the door, Maegan nibbled her bottom lip, still half-thinking it was a bad idea.

  “I need to calm down,” the girl muttered to herself, touching her stomach and taking another deep breath against the knotted feeling, her eyes going wide as she caught a hint of a familiar scent in the air.

  Nibbling her bottom lip nervously, Maegan followed the same path she'd taken earlier that morning, the girl smiling a little as she spotted the same two boys again, the two once more passing a joint between them. Stepping away from being in sight of the door, Maegan gave them both a nervous smile.

  Looking up, the two boys' expressions became panicked for a second before recognizing her, both of them fshing the girl grins as the dark-haired boy passed the joint to his friend.

  “Oh! Hey, new girl!” the boy ughed as the other inhaled deeply, “what's up? Did they get the door open yet?”

  Maegan chuckled nervously, a pn starting to formute in her mind. “Um, I think so,” she replied, giving the two a curious look before inquiring, “So, have you two been out here all morning?”

  The two boys ughed, shaking their heads as the brown-haired boy passed the joint back. “Naw, we just have art css next,” he expined, blowing out a small cloud of white smoke, “the teacher's always ten minutes te, so there's no hurry.”

  Maegan nodded, watching the joint pass back between the two again, needing a moment to force out the words she had in mind. “Um, by any chance could I get a bit more of that?” the girl inquired, the boys needing a moment to register what she'd said, “I need to calm down a bit before I do some stuff.”

  The dark-haired boy tilted his head curiously for a second before smiling. “Oh, sure!” he ughed before the brown-haired boy shook his head quickly, waving his free hand about.

  “Wait, no, we already gave her a free sample, dude!” he expined hurriedly.

  “Oh yeah, that's true,” his friend replied, frowning thoughtfully before gncing back at the girl, “So I guess you'd need to pay us or something for more then.”

  Maegan grimaced, the girl gncing about, making sure no one was overhearing anything. “Um, I don't have any money, sorry...” the girl said disappointedly, deciding to give up on the idea, “I guess I'll just deal.”

  “Well...” the brown-haired boy pondered, inhaling deeply before passing the joint to his friend, “I guess you could pay us in another way.”

  Tilting her head curiously, Maegan frowned thoughtfully. “What'd you mean?” she inquired, the two boys ughing again, “You mean like helping with your homework or something?”

  The dark-haired boy grinned, his friend covering his mouth to keep from ughing too hard. “You could show us your tits!” he ughed, accepting back the joint as Maegan's eyes went wide, the girl blushing hard.

  “Um... I don't really have those yet,” she replied, gncing askance, her heart racing, uncertain if she would or not were it an option.

  Both boys gave a thoughtful look, each of them taking turns inhaling their joint before replying. “You have a vagina, right?” the dark-haired boy inquired, Maegan almost ughing at the absurdity of the question even as she blushed hard at its implication.

  “Uh... err, yeah...” the girl stammered, giggling nervously.

  “Wait! She could show us her vagina!” the brown-haired boy excimed as his dulled synapses finally caught up with the conversation, his friend nodding enthusiastically and exhaling smoke before handing the joint over to him.

  “Yeah, but do you think she'll go for it?” the dark-haired boy inquired almost like Maegan wasn't even there.

  His friend looked thoughtfully, holding his breath for a moment before exhaling slowly. “I guess we could always ask,” he replied, the two boys nodding at one another as Maegan blushed hard and tried not to ugh at the same time.

  “Um... I guess I could,” the girl said after a moment, swallowing hard and trying to keep her body from shaking, the boys needing several seconds to realize what she'd said.

  “Whoa...” the dark-haired boy commented, both of them staring at Maegan as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

  Almost feeling their eyes upon her, Maegan's shaking fingers reaching under the hem of her skirt. She knew that a bit more of what they were smoking would help with her shyness, but to get it, the girl would just have to overcome her shyness.

  The realization almost made Maegan ugh, the girl taking advantage of the moment to take hold of her panties. Swallowing hard, Maegan slowly pulled them down, the girl opening her eyes just enough to catch sight of the two boys.

  Both them stared wide-eyed back at the girl, Maegan remembering to breathe as she kept moving them lower as she shyly looked away again. Hearing one of the boy's inhale sharply as her panties came into view, the girl let out a soft whimper, her body shaking harder.

  'I can do this...' Maegan told herself, closing her eyes tightly before simply shoving the rest of the way down, the girl stepping carefully out of her panties.

  “Whoa...” one of the boys muttered, the girl needing a moment before taking hold of the front of her skirt, her hands shaking with a weird mix of embarrassment and excitement.

  She'd done more than this already, but that had been with friends. People she trusted. But these boys were strangers. What if they told someone what happened? Evan didn't mind her shyness, he wasn't exactly the most confident person she knew, after all. But at the same time, it wasn't just about calming her nerves or gaining temporary confidence. It was also about pushing back against her parents. It was about crossing things off of her mental list. It was about not regretting not doing things ter on.

  Taking a deep breath, the girl closed her eyes tightly, a soft whimper escaping Maegan's lips as she slowly lifted her skirt. Hearing the two boys soft excmations as they stared at her exposed folds, Maegan cautiously opened one eye, both of them staring in awe and disbelief. Did they think she wouldn't do it? The girl pondered.

  “Wow... so that's what they look like,” the dark-haired boy managed after a moment, both boys ughing a bit, unable to pull their eyes away.

  “Y-yeah... wow, it's... there's something about it, you know?” his friend replied, Maegan starting to find herself more amused than embarrassed.

  “Wait... are you two saying that you haven't um... see something like this before?” the girl inquired, raising an eyebrow as her gsses slipped a little down her nose.

  The boys gnced at one another, unable to keep from snickering a little. “Well, not like in real life,” the brown-haired boy replied, looking away and blushing a bit as his friend ughed harder.

  Maegan took a moment before inhaling sharply and giving a sheepish grin, her cheeks flushing once more. “You um, mean porn, don't you?” she inquired, both the boys ughing and nodding as she finally let go of her skirt.

  Smiling in-spite of herself, Maegan gnced down, the girl shaking her head slowly in amusement as she picked up her panties. “My parent's would kill me if they caught me looking at that,” Maegan muttered with a bit of a dry chuckle, the boys' eyes going wide as the girl nibbled her bottom lip nervously, “Anyway, was that um, a fair trade then?”

  The boys needed a moment to sort themselves out, both of them still grinning broadly at the memory of what they'd seen. “Oh, ah yeah!” the dark-haired boy chuckled, taking a moment to take his turn with the joint before slowly blowing out a cloud of smoke, his eyes focusing on Maegan's panties for a second before finally handing it over to the girl.

  Swallowing hard, Maegan gave him a nervous smile and accepted it, the girl feeling a little amused that her pn had worked. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, the girl knew it was now or never. Inhaling deeply, Maegan winced at the heat that filled her lungs, her body shaking as she struggled, the girl holding out her unsteady hand to pass the joint back to the brown-haired boy.

  Doing her best to hold her breath for a moment longer, Maegan finally coughed out the smoke again, doing her best to give the two a weak smile as the boys ughed. Watching the two taking their turns again, Maegan felt herself getting a little light-headed. Exhaling slowly, the girl smiled a little as she felt the tightness in her stomach ease, a sense of well-being creeping up on her.

  “It's good stuff, isn't it?” the brown-haired boy chuckled, Maegan unable to keep herself from giggling as she nodded in agreement, the girl gncing down at the panties still in her hand.

  “It's... definitely something,” she mused, closing her eyes and smiling, letting the drug's affects flow through her, “Anyway, I really should get going. Evan's waiting for me at the library.”

  “Woah, we have a library,” the dark-haired boy commented with genuine amazement, Maegan trying not to ugh as the other boy stared thoughtfully in to the middle distance, a sudden naughty thought coming to mind.

  “Say, ah, can I like, trade these for another one?” she inquired, the boys staring at her for a moment before bursting out ughing.

  “Sure!” the dark-haired boy replied with a grin, holding out his hand, the girl grinning nervously as she handed over her panties, his friend passing the joint back to her.

  Steeling herself once more, Maegan did her best to ignore the expectant looks she was given before bringing it to her lips once more. Her parents would -never- approve of this, the girl mused as she inhaled again, the unpleasant heat filling her lungs.

  Forcing her lips closed, Maegan handed the joint back, the boys ughing as they dangled the girl's panties in the air, her cheeks flushing red, her body shaking before finally coughing the smoke back out.

  “I'd better get going,” the girl managed, grinning a bit as she found her limbs feeling a bit rubbery, the boys grinning and nodding, “I gotta go see Evan...”

  “Okay, have fun, new girl!” the boys called back as Maegan staggered a little, finding it hard to walk in a straight line, “Come back when you have titties, okay? We'd love to see them!”

  Maegan couldn't help but ugh as she rounded the corner, taking the long way around the school, the girl gncing nervously behind her now and then to make sure none of her teachers had chosen to step out into the back-field.

  Reaching the street, Maegan headed southward, the public library nestled in among a number of older homes. The building itself was one of the older buildings in town, standing only a single story but with its roof elevated somewhat with a wide set of stone steps leading up to its heavy wooden doors.

  Gncing about, Maegan was gd to see that she was still alone on the street as the girl headed up the steps and smiled at the statue of the howling wolves that sat on the stone railings on either-side.

  “Don't tell my parents about this,” Maegan whispered to them with a giggle before pushing open one of the doors and slipping inside, the air full of the scent of old books and a hint of stale coffee.

  Smiling as she looked about, Maegan wished she'd gone there sooner, pleased to see the countless rows of ancient wooden bookshelves that lined the walls, tall narrow windows that reached nearly to the high ceiling providing plenty of natural light. In the middle, several long tables with fancy looking chairs and green gss shaded mps sat upon a dark hardwood floor, poputed by a small handful of people Maegan thankfully didn't recognize.

  Gncing about, the girl frowned thoughtfully, finding no sign of Evan. Was she too early? Was she te? Maegan pondered, feeling her stomach sink a little even as she let out a soft, involuntary giggle. “I guess I'll just take a look around for now,” the girl mused, smiling as the now somewhat familiar feeling of well-being finally took proper hold.

  Stepping into one of the aisles furthest away from the small scattered group of people, Maegan blushed as she noticed that she'd wandered into the romance section. Gncing over the titles, the girl half-wondered just how explicit some of books actually were, but sadly knew there was no way she could risk bringing any of them home either way.

  Taking down a random book, Maegan flipped through several pages, skimming over the text for anything interesting and becoming somewhat lost in what she was doing. Giggling softly at a more racy bit, Maegan hardly noticed the occasional small noises of the library, let alone the soft footsteps that crept closer behind her.

  Feeling a rge hand suddenly cover her mouth and an arm go around her waist, Maegan let out a muffled gasp as she felt someone's firm, muscur body press hard against her.

  The girl's grey eyes going wide, Maegan let out a frightened but muffled yelp, dropping the book as she grabbed the arms that held her and gnced about frantically as her panic rose. Feeling lips press close to her ear, the girl's heart raced as he spoke.

  “Quiet now, there's no reason to make a scene,” chuckled an unfamiliar male voice, Maegan's body tensing, feeling his hips press against her, his hardness rubbing meaningfully against the girl's bottom, “this won't take long.”

  Swallowing hard as the older boy's hand slid away from her mouth, Maegan took a deep breath, her body giving a deep shudder as his hand caressed her neck before taking a firm hold of the girl's shoulder.

  “Who... are you?” Maegan managed, the girl inhaling sharply as his other hand moved lower, suddenly pressing between her thighs through her skirt

  “Don't worry about it,” he chuckled, causing Maegan to squirm as he nibbled her ear, the girl starting to squirm.

  “I'm... I'm suppose to meet someone,” the girl whispered, feeling a bit panicked as she remembered the stories about the attacks she'd been hearing about as of te, and all the warnings her parents had given her about strange boys.

  The older boy chuckled with amusement in her ear, Maegan letting out a soft gasp as she felt his fingers starting to bunch up the front of her skirt. Letting out a soft gasp as he quickly reached underneath of it, pressing his fingers against her folds, Maegan whimpered, her body quivering. It was impossible to not see what he had had in mind now.

  “Yeah, I know. I put that note in your locker,” the older boy chuckled, the girl's body trembling, nibbling bottom lip as his hand slid across her bottom, the boy frowning a little as he noticed her ck of panties.

  Maegan took a deep breath, her heart racing, the drugs doing little to calm her nerves. “Wh- why...?” she managed, the boy just chuckling in response, Maegan letting out an involuntary whimper as his fingers rubbed a little roughly against her more sensitive bits.

  “Just go with it,” the strange boy replied, his other hand slipping from her shoulder before moving down, his fingers pulling up the back of her skirt as well, “I mean, you came here without panties. That's you telling me you want it, after all.”

  Swallowing hard, Maegan looked over her shoulder as best she could, looking up at the taller, older boy that grinned back at her. There was a passing familiarity about him, but the girl couldn't quite pce it, her mind racing, whimpering as she felt him press his hardness against her bottom again.

  “No... please, this... this isn't the pce,” Maegan whimpered, her body trembling, the girl inhaling sharply as his fingers rubbed against her growing wetness, “Someone will see us!”

  The older boy chuckled, Maegan's eyes going wide as he gave her bottom a firm squeeze. “Well, we'd better hurry then,” he replied with amusement, his hand taking hold of the girl's panties and quickly forcing them down.

  “Wait-!” Maegan excimed, the girl quickly cmping down on the word, her heart pounding as she turned to look out at the main area of the library, her eyes wide with sudden panic.

  The older boy merely grinned, one hand moving to undo his trousers as the other pushed a middle finger between the girl's folds, causing Maegan to let out a long, muffled cry, the girl quickly covering her mouth with her hand. His finger probing about, Maegan squeezed her eyes tightly closed, her body tensing as the stranger pressed his lips to her ear once again.

  “Looks like you're not as innocent as people think you are,” he remarked, Maegan blushing hard at the implication, the girl's body squirming, unable to deny her body's reaction to what he was doing.

  “Please don't tell anyone!” the girl whispered loudly, a hint of panic in her voice, letting out a soft yelp as he pulled out his finger and started rubbing the head of his shaft against her opening.

  “Don't struggle too much, and I'll think about it,” the boy chuckled, Maegan nibbling her bottom lip, the girl's breath quickening as she stared out from the small bit of privacy that the rows of bookshelves provided.

  Maegan knew what the strange older boy had in mind. She knew what he was going to do, and it was both frightening and exciting in equal measure. Maegan had taken a risk with Evan previously, but this was far more public a pce than the underused boy's washroom at school. How long would it be before someone walked by? Or heard a noise and got curious?

  Plus, she had no idea who this boy was. His uniform clearly marked him as being from her school, and he was obviously a few years older. But who was he? And for that matter, how did he know her? And why was he doing this? Especially now?!

  Maegan blushed a bit, reminding herself how much her parents would be against what was happening in that moment. Although the chances of them finding out about it, did seem dangerously high for her taste.

  Letting out a soft gasp, the girl grabbed hold of the ancient wooden bookshelf with one hand, the other covering her mouth a bit harder as she felt the head of older boy's shaft start to pushing past her moist folds.

  “We really shouldn't be doing this,” Maegan whimpered, the girl shaking her head slowly, letting out an involuntary moan as she felt him squeeze her bottom again, pulling half of it to one side as he watched himself pushing into her.

  Her gray eyes going wide, Maegan held her breath, her body shaking, the girl knew there was no going back now. Hearing his soft groan, the girl closed her eyes tightly, feeling her excitement rise, a hint of a giggle escaping Maegan's lips as the girl realized she didn't even know what his thing looked like.

  Distracted by the absurdity of the thought for a second, it took Maegan a moment to notice the sudden discomfort she felt as the head of the boy's shaft pushed fully inside of her, the boy clearly a bit thicker than she was used to.

  The girl gritted her teeth, trying to make as little noise as possible. The st thing she wanted was to get caught, after all. “Uh, um... I think you might be a bit, um... too much,” Maegan managed, the boy letting out a ugh, both his hands moving to her bottom, squeezing it firmly and pulling her closer.

  “Bend over more,” he hissed, taking a step back, the girl whimpering, shuffling her feet and obeying almost on instinct, the boy grinning at how easily she gave in to him, “Such a good girl.”

  Maegan swallowed hard, her breath quickening as she heard footsteps not too far away, the girl desperately hoping whoever it wasn't didn't walk by, only to be distracted as the stranger tried once more to push deeper.

  Unable to keep her body from tensing, the girl closed her eyes tightly as her tight inner walls squeezed the strange boy's thick shaft almost painfully. Gritting her teeth, Maegan whimpered, her body straining as it stretched her wider, the boy determined to fill her completely, even if he wound up hurting her.

  “It... it's too big,” Maegan whispered, her voice strained, the boy letting out a soft grunt through his gritted teeth, giving her bottom a hard squeeze with both hands before reaching up and taking hold of the girl's shoulders.

  “I never get tired of hearing that,” the older boy groaned, Maegan letting out a whimper as he adjusted his angle and gripped her shoulders tighter before letting out a soft groan.

  Her body shaking, her heart racing, Maegan could only close her eyes tightly, the girl panting heavily as the boy pushed harder. Wincing as a spark of pain shot through her, Maegan's body giving a deep shudder as the head of his shaft swelled inside of the girl, stretching her wider.

  “Whoa...” the boy breathed with a bit of quiet ugh, his shaft throbbing, feeling red-hot inside of the girl's body, “You're still so tight... It's like you're still a virgin or something...”

  “Please don't say that...” Maegan begged, lifting her head and almost letting out a yelp as she caught a glimpse of someone in the next aisle over through a small gap between the books.

  Staring at the man's back as he flipped through a book, Maegan held her breath, the boy behind her panting softly, letting out a short, groaning grunt as he moved his hips slowly back and forth, trying to wedge himself deeper.

  Desperate to rex her body, Maegan shook her head slowly, inhaling sharply as the boy suddenly shoved himself deeper, her inner-walls squeezing him tighter in response.

  “Wait...!” the girl begged, whispering as loudly as she dared, “S-stop! He'll hear us!”

  The boy smirked, leaning over a bit to peer over-top of a few books, letting out a bit of a ugh as he saw the oblivious man in the other aisle. “I wonder if he wants to join in,” the boy chuckled, inhaling sharply as Maegan's inner muscles suddenly squeezed tighter at the idea, “Maybe I should call him over...”

  Her eyes going wide, Maegan swallowed hard. She was kind of in over her head as it was already, and the girl couldn't quite decide if she was afraid or really turned on. Either way, that would definitely be taking things much to far.

  “Please don't,” Maegan whispered, gncing over her shoulder up at the boy, shaking her head slowly and wincing as he shoved himself forward, another spark of pain shooting through her in-spite of her wetness.

  “Yeah, looks like you can barely handle one cock,” he chuckled softly, brushing the girl's long dark hair to one side to see her better, “Besides, I'm not really the sharing type.”

  Relief spreading through her, Maegan watched the man finally walk away and head into the library proper. Letting out the breath she didn't realize she was holding, the girl's body tensed again as she felt the strange older boy starting to move his hips. Pulling and pushing against her slowly, but penetrating her a little more deeply each time.

  Struggling to not make any noise, Maegan's body quivered, the sensation starting to feel good, her nervousness starting to abate a bit, likely helped by the confidence boost she'd procured.

  Giggling a little at the thought, the girl gnced over again, her body tensing as she caught a glimpse of the librarian at the opposite end of the room, the woman turned away from where the two were. “The librarian's gonna see us! We need to stop!” Maegan whispered as loudly as she dared, receiving a chuckle from the older boy.

  “What's she gonna do? Ban us for life?” he replied in a low tone, the boy letting out a soft, happy moan as fully half of his shaft disappeared inside of the little girl, making her body shudder.

  Nibbling her bottom lip, Maegan watched the woman worriedly, her breath quickening, feeling the boy's pace quicken, her body reacting to the thick hard maleness inside of her. The librarian could turn around at any moment, and there was nothing she cold do about it.

  “My parents...” Maegan whimpered, shaking her head slowly, her heart racing at the thought, “They'd probably make us move again...”

  “Then just rex and enjoy it, this might be the st 'D' you get for a while!” the boy told her with a smirk, taking a handful of the girl's soft dark hair and giving it a rough tug that almost made her yelp.

  Closing her eyes tightly, Maegan's body shuddered hard, the painful sensation bringing with it a peculiar but pleasant feeling as well. She could feel the boy's shaft heating up, the sound of his soft panting making her skin tingle.

  The whole situation was both frightening and thrilling, and she had to admit, he had a point. It wasn't like Maegan could stop him. Her protests only seemed to amuse him, and making too much of a fuss would definitely draw attention. Better just to enjoy the ride, Maegan supposed, giving a bit of a weak smile, the girl desperately hoping he'd hurry.

  Doing her best to rex, Maegan couldn't help but let out an occasional soft grunt, his shaft sliding almost all the way out before smming itself back into her. Wincing each time, the girl did her best to ignore the discomfort, trying to focus on the sensation she felt as he drew back.

  “You're a stubborn one,” the boy chuckled mockingly, giving her hair another hard yank that forced a muffled yelp from the girl's lips as she quickly covered her mouth again, “I know you like it. You should just let it out.”

  Maegan shook her head quickly, her expression panicked as she felt the head of his hard shaft bottom out inside of her, the boy letting out a groan that mixed pleasure with annoyance.

  “They'll hear!” she whispered back, letting out a frightened gasp as another boy she didn't recognize stepped into the next aisle and pulled a book off the shelf near her head.

  Keeping as still as she could, Maegan held her breath, her body shaking with both fear and growing excitement. Wishing that the older boy would at least pause for a moment, Maegan did her best to hide as the other boy flipped through his book for a moment.

  The older boy didn't let up, though, moving his hips slowly, but still nearly sliding out before pushing himself entirely back inside of her, exhaling loudly each time. Letting out a soft whimper at the sensation, Maegan blushed hard, realizing just how much she was enjoying it.

  Gncing around again, the girl was thankful that no one reacted to the sound at least, but the boy in the next aisle was still quite worrying. Fortunately, he wasn't anyone she recognized, Maegan supposed, panting harder, but still, she wished he would just go away.

  Hearing the older boy behind her let out a low groan, Maegan jumped, her heart pounding, wishing she could tell him to be quiet, but didn't want to risk it. Plus, it was very likely he wouldn't listen. Whoever he was, he was either very brave or very foolish. Either way, something about his attitude was rather exciting, even if the situation they were in was extremely dangerous.

  Her breath quickening, Maegan felt a rise of panic, the girl desperately trying to stay quiet even as her body cried out for release. The boy behind her picking up speed, his shaft throbbing deliciously inside of her, Maegan let out a soft groan of her own.

  Her inner muscles squeezing back against him, the older boy hissed, gritting his teeth, already having difficulty penetrating the girl's tight passage as it was. Without thinking, he gave Maegan's bottom a hard sp, the sound ringing out loudly through the room and causing Maegan to let out a yelp.

  Blushing hard, Maegan's eyes went wide as the boy on the other side of the shelf gnced up, the two staring at one another for a long moment, his expression a mix of surprise and confusion.

  Her body tensing, Maegan winced as she heard the older boy behind her let out a frustrated grunt, the girl's cheeks flushing hotly as she let out an involuntary moan, her body shoved forward against the bookshelf. The other boy's eyes going wide, Maegan bit her bottom lip, the girl frantically shaking her head.

  Frowning in confusion, the boy dropped his book, his expression becoming shocked as he noticed the way Maegan's body jerked forward repeatedly. The soft grunting of the older boy behind her getting louder and louder, Maegan almost didn't notice the soft chiming sound of the phone in her skirt pocket.

  Letting out a frightened whimper, Maegan's body tensed again, the girl gncing over her shoulder up at the older boy, her mind racing, wracked with uncertainty. Seeing him just grin back at her, Maegan gave the boy a pleading look, only to have him slowly shake his head in reply.

  “You'd best answer that,” the older boy commented with a soft chuckle, the phone ringing several more times, causing several people elsewhere in the library to mutter loudly about the noise, “Never know. It might be your boyfriend.”

  Knowing she didn't have a choice, Maegan's shaking hand took two tries to find her pocket, the phone soon vibrating insistently in her hand. She knew who it was. It wasn't Evan. Evan didn't even have the number. No one did except for one person. Her mother.

  “Um... hello?” Maegan managed, the girl's heart racing fearfully, knowing full-well what the call was about.

  “Maegan,” came the slightly stern, matter-of-factly tone her mother liked to use in such situations, the sound of the woman's voice sending an unpleasant chill through the girl, “What css are you supposed to be in right now?”

  “Mother, I-!” the girl managed, staring back between the books at the boy on the other side, his expression shocked, but unable to look away.

  “Maegan,” her mother repeated, her tone having slightly more edge to it, “What css are you supposed to be in?”

  The girl exhaled slowly, trying to ignore the way the older boy's all too thick shaft felt as it stretched her muscles and probed deeply inside of her, desperately hoping her mother couldn't hear the soft squishing noises it made.

  “H-history,” Maegan managed, giving the boy in front of her an imploring look, begging him with her eyes to at least turn around, but he staunchly refused.

  Her mother paused for a brief moment, Maegan's heart racing. Could she hear the sound of his breathing? Could her mother tell from the trembling of her voice what was happening? Does she have some kind of heart-rate app on the phone?

  “And why aren't you in history css right now?” the woman said at st, the barest hint of relief going through the girl.

  “Um...” Maegan began, slowing hard, lying was hard enough without a boy's rge hand caressing her bottom and his other giving her hair a short, teasing yank as she hesitated, “I, I needed a book for, for css.”

  “And why didn't you get that book from the school's perfectly good library?” her mother persisted, the girl desperately wishing her mother had better things to do than track her daughter's GPS location all day.

  “They, ah, didn't have it,” Maegan managed, quickly gritting her teeth as the older boy picked up speed again, the girl almost certain her mother could hear the soft, wet spping sounds.

  “So you just left school then?” the woman's question sounding like an accusation of some far more heinous crime, the girl wincing a bit, a tinge of anger welling up inside of her that made Maegan feel a bit guilty.

  “Well, I needed-” she began, only to be interrupted, the girl hoping her mother didn't hear the older boy's chuckle as he listened in.

  “Did you leave school, Maegan?” her mother pressed, the girl feeling deeply frustrated by the clearly obvious answer, but knew this was how it was with the woman. How it always was.

  “Yes, mother. But-” she began, the woman interrupting once more, a slight hint of glee in her tone.

  “You know you're not supposed to leave the school grounds when you're supposed to be there, correct?”

  Maegan couldn't help but roll her eyes, the girl doing her best to slow her breathing, her growing anger and frustration pushing back against the increasingly more intense bursts of pleasure that shot through her with every thrust.

  “Y, yes,” Maegan replied through gritted teeth, the girl's grey eyes going wide as she noticed that the boy in front of her was panting softly, his shoulder moving in a way that made it very obvious what he was doing on the other side of the bookshelf.

  The woman's smug smile almost audible through the phone as she let out a soft sign. “So you broke the rules then?”

  Maegan winced, knowing that she was in trouble no matter what she said. “Yes, mother,” the girl said quickly, biting her lower lip as she stared into the boy in the other aisle's eyes, his clear excitement adding to her own.

  “Did you get permission to leave school?” the woman persisted, Maegan wishing she could just tell the whole story without being treated like she was five for once. Even if the whole story was entirely fabricated.

  “Yes, mother,” Maegan replied, unable to keep the impatience from her voice, the girl panting softly, starting to find it harder to worry about how much trouble she was in.

  “So. Where are you, then?” her mother inquired after another pause, Maegan almost not noticing as she saw the boy in the next aisle suddenly grit his teeth, one eye held tightly closed, his arm moving frantically.

  “Ah, um... the public library,” the girl managed, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the older boy's shaft throbbing harder inside of her, soft grunts escaping his lips.

  Panicking a bit, Maegan shook her head, wincing as her hair was pulled, desperately hoping he didn't get much louder and knowing it was only a matter of time before anyone else noticed what was happening.

  “Did they have the book?” her mother asked suddenly, startling Maegan back into focus.

  “Oh, the book...” Maegan panted, taking several deep breaths, the older boy's thrusts becoming fast and shallow, each hard jab sending a mix of pleasure and pain though the little girl that she found impossible to ignore.

  “Yes, Maegan. The book,” her mother insisted, sounding annoyed, “Did they have it?”

  Maegan swallowed hard, shaking her head quickly at the boy in the next aisle as his face reddened , clearly trying not to make any noise.

  “Y-yes, mother. It's right here,” Maegan said quickly, wincing a bit at the btant lie, desperate to finally be able to hang up the phone.

  “What's it called?” her mother inquired, her tone smug once more, Maegan's eyes going wide, her mind racing, trying to quickly make up a name, the repeated, somewhat painful pressure each time the older boy shoved himself forward making it hard to think.

  “Ah, oh, 'The History of Emerald Bay, Book 3,'” Maegan managed, closing her eyes tightly to focus for a moment, only to let out a soft gasp as she opened them in time to see the boy on the other side of the shelf let out a muffled grunt.

  “What about the other two?” her mother inquired suspiciously, the girl taken back for a moment.

  Watching as the boy in the next aisle groaned, Maegan finally gncing downwards at through the gap in the row of books in time to see a thick glob of white shoot from the end of the boy's shaft. Before she could react, it spttered partly against one of the books, the rest carrying forward and spshing hotly onto her cheek.

  Tensing, and desperately trying not to cry out, the girl barely heard her mother's repeated question. “Are you even listening?” the woman demanded, sounding angry now, Maegan's heart racing again, the girl panting heavily, “What are you even doing? Are you running?”

  “S-Sorry!” Maegan managed, the boy leaning against the shelf, panting heavily as well, his hand squeezing out the rest of his sperm, letting it drip down onto the floor, “I, ah, need to get back to school.”

  Her mother sighed. “Fine,” the woman said in an all too level but still icy tone, “We'll talk about this more when you get home.”

  Swallowing hard, Maegan nodded automatically, the girl doing her best to try and see the glob of cum on her cheek, but failing. “Okay, ah, I'll see you then,” she promised, trying not to think about how the conversation would go ter.

  “See to it that you do,” her mother replied, hanging up and leaving Maegan to take a deep breath, exhaling slowly as the older boy chuckled twisting her long dark hair around his hand.

  “And I thought my family was bad,” he remarked with amusement as he yanked the girl's head back, groaning hungrily as his other hand gripped her bottom tighter.

  Maegan's eyes went wide, the girl almost dropping her phone as she realized what was about to happen. Looking back at the boy in the next aisle, the girl gave him a helpless look, her breath quickening, her body embracing the sensation, the tingling ecstasy starting to overcome her.

  The boy stared back in amazement, watching as the older boy shoved his hips forward several more times, Megan closing her eyes tightly and letting out a long, whimpering moan.

  All at once, the girl could feel the sudden eruption of heat, the older boy's hard, shallow thrusts sending his thick gooey seed deeper, letting it flood her insides with its pleasant, soothing warmth. Smiling in-spite of herself, Maegan's eyes crossed, her body shuddering hard, the sensation spreading through her until the girl found herself lost in the sensation.

  Gasping for breath, her body trembling, Maegan let out a soft, helpless whine, trying to ride it out as best she could without making too much noise. The older boy didn't help much, his hips still grinding against her, the sound of his breathing making her body tingle, his shaft still throbbing inside of her.

  “That was so worth it...” the older boy moaned with a chuckle, Maegan letting out a weak giggle, the shaft inside of her barely softening as he started to pull himself back, the girl wincing as her muscles tried to contract.

  “But... but why...?” she managed, looking back up at him, the girl letting out a soft gasp as he pulled himself entirely free, the boy's cum oozing out of her, the air feeling suddenly cold against her skin.

  “Don't worry about it,” he chuckled in reply, reaching into the pocket of his trousers and pulling out his phone.

  Letting out a frightened gasp, Maegan tried to move, but her body ached after being filled by such a rge shaft. Staring at the phone, her mind raced, her panic rising again as she imaged him suddenly uploading pictures of her all over the internet.

  “What... are you doing?” the girl whimpered, panting for breath, wincing against a jolt of pain as she tried to stand properly, her knees shaking as his hand came down on her back.

  “Hold still,” he instructed in a more serious tone, frowning a bit as the boy aimed his phone with a shaking hand.

  “But...” Maegan stammered, the girl letting out a soft, helpless whimper as he took several pictures of her dripping, stretched folds before grinning with satisfaction.

  “There we go, all done,” the older boy chuckled, carefully tucking himself away as Maegan blushed hotly, the girl gncing back at the space between the books, gd to see that the other boy had slipped away.

  “I... I really don't think you should be taking pictures of this... my parents...” she managed, nibbling her bottom lip fearfully, unable to meet the older boy's gaze as Maegan finally found the strength to stand more or less properly.

  “Don't worry about it,” the boy replied with a smirk and a shrug, gncing down at the girl's still disheveled skirt, “No one will know it was you.”

  “Wait... what?” Maegan stammered in confusion, the boy ughing as he leaned forward to pull down the garment properly before kissing her cheek lightly.

  “Just get back to school,” he told her with sly amusement, giving Maegan's bottom another firm squeeze, “I'm sure your boyfriend'll want to see you for lunch. Just remember, though. This never happened. You tell anyone, and I'll send these pictures to your parents. Got it?”

  Maegan caught her breath, her body tensing, his words stabbing almost painfully into her. “N... no...” she promised, shaking her head quickly, “I, ah... I'll keep it a secret. I promise.”

  “Good. It'll just be our little secret,” the older boy said with a smirk, brushing back his thick auburn hair and nodding in the direction of the door, “Now get going. We can't exactly leave together.”

  Maegan swallowed hard and nodded, the girl giving a bit of a nervous ugh. He wasn't wrong, after all. Heading quickly back across the room without further comment, Maegan found it a little difficult to walk properly, her insides still hurting a bit, his sperm still hot inside of her as the girl squeezed as best she could, trying to keep it from leaking out lest someone see.

  She'd be fine in a bit, the girl supposed as she reached the door and resisted the urge to look back. Wincing, Maegan remembered to wipe her face with her hand, but couldn't do much about the warm trail of sperm she now felt making its way down her inner thigh. Later. Maegan reminded herself. No sense making even more of a scene. She could clean up outside when no one was looking and then head back in time for lunch.

  Watching her go, the older boy smirked, chuckling softly to himself as he stepped out of the aisle, folding his arms as he leaned back against it for a moment. He'd expected Maegan to struggle more. Maybe even make a proper scene, but then, she was the shy and quiet type.

  “Hey... Not a bad job, Alex,” a soft voice chuckled to his left, the boy gncing over and fshing a grin as Lydia stepped out of the gloom of the far corner of the library.

  “Did you get everything you wanted?” the boy inquired with with a smirk, the dark-haired girl smiling smugly up at him with a bemused confidence that made him wonder if he could go for a second round immediately or not.

  Nodding slowly, Lydia whetted her lips as she gnced at the door for a moment. “Oh, I definitely think so,” the girl replied in her usual slow, casual tone, her pale green eyes meeting his once more as she lifted her hand, several crisp new bills held between her fingers, “So I'm gonna give you a small bonus. Assuming you don't mind.”

  Alex raised an eyebrow, almost ughing before snatching the money away and stuffing it into his pocket. “I honestly didn't believe you when you said you'd pay me for this,” he chuckled, gncing about to make sure none of the other patrons were paying them much mind.

  “I needed to make sure the deed was done,” Lydia replied with a bit of a shrug, the girl gncing at her cellphone and smiling a to herself, “Besides, it's not my money, so I'm not too worried.”

  “So who is paying for this?” Alex inquired with amusement, noting the way the hem of Lydia's bck and green patterned skirt was a bit higher above the knees than most girls her age tended to wear it, “And why'd you want to record it?”

  Lydia smirked, chuckling softly as she shook her head slowly at him. “Well, you know I can't tell you that,” she replied teasingly, the girl stepping closer, her free hand reaching up to slip around the back of Alex's head, pulling him gently down to her level.

  “It doesn't really matter anyway, I guess,” the boy chuckled, Lydia pressing her lips to his, a soft rumbling sigh escaping Alex's lips as the girl pressed her tongue into his mouth.

  Gncing up, the boy was surprised that no one seemed to notice the two, but decided not to worry too much about it, giving the girl's small bottom a firm squeeze with both hands, her body trembling a little, her tongue pressing more firmly against his before pulling her lips away slowly, giggling softly at him.

  “If I need anything else, I'll be in touch,” Lydia promised, Alex letting out a bit of a ugh, her free hand teasingly slipping over his groin and giving the boy's hardness a teasing squeeze before turning to go.

  Shaking his head slowly, Alex gnced at the handful of people, the librarian giving the two a curious look, keeping the boy from stopping Lydia as the girl giggled softly, walking casually towards the door.

  “You are so next,” the boy chuckled to himself, shaking his head, his eyes focused on the girl's swaying bottom as she stepped back out into the crisp Autumn early afternoon...