I loved sex. I loved talking about it with Jeannie, I loved playing with myself and the wonderful feeling of making myself come on my fingers, and I was starting to discover that I loved sex with boys.

At any rate, tonight was Friday and Jeannie was in exceptional form. She'd come over to my house last night and we'd spent the night talking and watching a couple of X-rated movies in my room.

She had "liberated" them from her parents collection which she did every so often. She also brought some beer to celebrate my move into adulthood at midnight. We didn't get to sleep until close to three o'clock.

After we woke up we spent the first part of the day lying in the sun by the pool talking about school and summer and whatever.

Naturally, as it always did, our conversation soon drifted to Ted and Al.

We were in the middle of putting on our suits when Jeannie started talking about her last encounter with Al, at school no less!

Jeannie and Al both had to attend summer school to catch up on missed work. They were both a little pissed off about it because after you turn eighteen, the whole high school thing seems like it should be for kids. Hey, we were adults! Trouble was, the school board didn't see it that way.

They accepted their fate though, because it was only three days a week, and the teachers were a lot more lax than during the normal school year. Plus it was only five hours, with a one hour lunch period!

They'd been making out in back of the gym during the whole lunch period on Wednesday. Jeannie told me that Al was getting her exceptionally hot that day.

"We were lying on the lawn that runs between the gym and the parking lot. I was rubbing Al's prick through his jeans, and he was holding my tits, one in each hand, through my blouse."