Archive-title: Goody Goodie Girls - 1
CHAPTER ONE
Maggie Peters was starting her senior year in Blasedalte High as
sexually unsated as she had ended the previous semester. She was so
horny, every time she took a step she could feel her panties dampen
more and suck up into the rubbery slit of her hot little pussy. After
a lonely summer at her grandparent’s farm in Nebraska, she had
returned to Rochester, New York, no more hopeful than when she had
left.
She was a delicate looking eighteen year old with dark hair and a
petite figure. Her breasts, like the rest of the women in her family,
were unusually large, making her waist appear even tinier than it was
in her pale blue blouse. She wore a pleated skirt, knee high socks and
saddle shoes. Her soft brown eyes scanned the corridor until she
located her best friend, Karen Sheen.
Karen, a fetching blonde with the same big-breasted problem as
her friend, waved when she spotted Maggie. “Hi,” she gushed, excited
to see her friend. “Boy, did I miss you. How was the farm?”
“A farm,” Maggie answered without any enthusiasm. “Are these our
lockers?”
“That’s yours and this is mine,” Karen said, patting a door
separated by another locker.
“Couldn’t we get them side by side?”
“I tried, but this is what they gave me.”
“Wonder what kind of dork the put between us?”
“Hey, don’t be so down. We’re seniors. One more year of this
prison and we’re free for good.”
Maggie forced a grin. “That’s the first encouraging thing I’ve
heard since I got back.”
“Didn’t you meet any boys or anything while you were out there?”
Maggie hung her sweater in her locker and shut the door. “I don’t
think they have boys in Nebraska,” she said above the din of
youngsters racing to their classes.
“Then you didn’t lose it?” Karen asked shyly.
“Lose what?”
“You know,” Karen said, shifting her weight from side to side and
lowering her eyes. “Your cherry.”
The two girls had made a pact at the end of the last term that
this summer would be the season of their deflowering.
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