<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The Three Boys<br/><br/>The boys observed with joint respect and jealousy as the two male teachers left or get ready to leave. They knew what they could do and what they could not do and it was certainly not as enjoyable as the two male teachers had been granted. The third boy had watched Charlotte more closely than the other two and had made some mental observations himself. His head shaking slightly at some of her reactions and he wondered if she would make the same mistakes many of them did. Despite his mental thoughts his body reacted the same as the other two. His erection stood clear , pointing upwards and he moved between her legs slower than Mr Goodfellow or Mr Nailor had. His left hand reached out to stroke her hair gently before cupping her cheek.<br/><br/>"None of us are going to hurt you Charlotte...just relax."<br/><br/>He placed a gentle , almost chaste kiss on her cheek before he moved down along her form. Dropping light kisses along her neck, shoulder and just above her breast when he noticed movement out of the corner of the Glass House. While his weight was settled lightly on Charlotte's hips so that he could bend forward and capture a breast in his mouth , one of the other's moved between her legs. Dropping to his knees and pushing her legs apart ever so slowly. His hands skimming over her thighs slowly before he leaned forward and with the tip of his tongue stole a quick lick along her lips, ignoring the taste of the previous men.<br/><br/>Charlotte would be able to feel the light weight of the boys shaft against her chest, close enough to see but not reach, close enough to smell but not taste.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Charlotte looked at him, her eyes confused, where these boys now to do the same to her?  Was it not yet over?  She was alone with Miss Shaw and the boys now, she nodded at his words, not trusting herself to speak.  She felt his kiss, his touch so gentle.  She closed her eyes and surrendered to him as she had the other men.  She gulped as he moved lower down her body, touching, kissing, exploring her.  She felt the rivers of sweet desire begin to bubble once more and she groaned softly.  She liked feeling like this, liked the way her body reacted to the way the boy was touching her.<br/><br/>Then he was between her legs and she gasped loudly, her body throbbing from deep within.    She could feel his heavy, solid shaft touching her, resting on her but she wasnt able to lick him.  She relaxed and gave into the feelings cascading through her.  She could do nothing but enjoy.  At least the teachers had finished with her.  But she was sad about that, especially Mr GoodFellow, maybe she would see him again?<br/><br/><strong>Evie</strong><br/>Evie waited to be claimed by Mr Nailor.  She was seething, not happy at all.  This fucking place had got to her and she would not remain here.  She watched the teachers take charge of their students and struggled, but she could do nothing but wait...<br/><br/>