I asked “Who are you calling?” He grinned and said “Friends”
I raised an eyebrow in question , the boys all snickered and nudged each other, the boy with the mustache kneeled down, his now limp cock hanging between his legs, he looked me up and down as he held the phone by his ear and said into the phone “Yeah, hey, come to the boys bathroom, yeah…8th grade bathroom, we got something you gotta see”
I blushed and said “You told me I could leave” the boy hung up and said “You tellin me you didnt like it?”
I blushed brighter now and said “Well…I didnt…not like it” smiling weakly all the boys laughed and looked at each other, then there was a knock on the bathroom door…. I had been home schooled most of my life, my mother and father were over-protective of me.
