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C. Ralston: Turning on her teachers

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"You gonna clean up before dinner?" Freddy was saying in the other room.

Ginger's heart stopped. If Cheryl came in here now…

"Nah, we should get dressed right away," the blonde was telling Freddy. "We've really pushed our luck as it is. I just know Ginger's gonna be back in a minute or two. Let's hurry, I can clean up in the restaurant john."

There was a rustle of clothes and Ginger breathed easy again. In a few minutes the door closed and the lights went out. Ginger waited until she was sure they were gone, then threw on her clothes and headed down to dinner.

CHAPTER THREE

Ginger pushed her plate away, food mostly untasted. In her girlish mind, images of swollen cocks, meaty cunts, swaying tits, and penetrated assholes swirled in a red hot series of crimson tinted memories. Her pussy was wet again, and her tits were pulsing tips of desire within the confines of her bra and ski sweater.

"Oh, God! This is awful!" Ginger whispered to herself.

Thinking that a walk outside in the cold night air might help to clear her head, Ginger pushed away from the table and headed for the door. Her nipples were rubbing themselves raw against the stiff fabric of her bra, so the tormented teen ducked into the ladies' restroom on the way out and slipped the restrictive garment off.

"That's so much better!" Ginger sighed with relief as she stuffed the bra into her purse and smoothed her sweater back down. She had never gone braless before, and the sheer sensuous feel of her bare tits against the soft surface made her nipples more erect than ever.

They stick out, but at least they don't hurt now! the girl argued with herself. Besides, they would probably go down to normal size as soon as she stopped thinking about them and went on her walk.

Ginger started to open the door to her stall in the bathroom when she heard two of her friend's come in. She decided to wait until they left, since she wanted no one to kid her about her aroused tits.

"Yeah, Betty, it was so neat!" one of them was saying. Ginger recognized Cheryl's voice. "Freddy unloaded at least a quart, right up my shitter! Ooooh, it was like a cum enema! Made me shoot all the harder!"

Betty laughed. "Oldest method of birth control known to woman! That and blow jobs! Are you going back up to the room with him now?"

"You know it, babe! I'd fuck all night if I could figure a way to keep that little prude, Ginger, out of the way," Cheryl chuckled derisively. "Do me a favor? Cut her off and take her to the party with you for a while if you see her?"

"Okay, honey, me and the other girls will do our best," Betty promised.

The door closed and Ginger was alone in the bathroom. The lonely teenager sighed and waited until she was sure the pair would be away from the door, then she slipped out of the lodge.

Walking along the stone railing overlooking the snow covered valley, Ginger felt as small as one of the pin points of light in the sky overhead. No one wanted a puritan like her around it seemed. She was the odd girl out everywhere she turned and she was too polite a girl to knowingly spoil anyone else's fun – even if she thought that fun totally sinful.

"What's the matter, Ginger?" a husky female voice asked.

Turning, Ginger saw Miss Caldwell and Mr. Downing walking arm and arm toward her. Summoning up all of her courage, Ginger decided to ask for a change of rooms.

"Why, whatever for?" Miss Caldwell asked when Ginger had made her request.

"Uh… well, Cheryl and I just can't… compatible as roomies," Ginger said as tactfully as she could.

"Well, we'll look into it in the morning," Mr.

Downing said thoughtfully. "You'll just have to buck up and stay there tonight, my girl. Not another room in the lodge tonight, I'm afraid."

"Okay, I'll see you in the morning about it," Ginger sighed. "Thank you both."

The couple smiled and moved off down the walkway. Ginger watched them: the thin, aging biology prof and the sensuous, twenty-five year old sex education instructor.

"Wonder if he's gonna fuck her in the snow or back in the room?" Ginger muttered to herself bitterly. "In the mouth, the cunt, or the ass – or all thee?"

Ginger shook her head, as if to clear it of such filthy thoughts and language. Ginger was amazed that she had just used such vile words aloud. She knew them all, of course. You couldn't be a teenager without, hearing and knowing what such words meant, but prim, proper little Ginger Foley had never used them, aloud before!

Shuddering, Ginger hurried back into the lodge. A dance was starting in the lounge, she could hear the band tuning up, and she thought, desperately, that perhaps she could boogie sonic of her cares away. She was a great dancer and she loved to lose herself in the pounding beat, the way she lost herself in the stillness of the snow and the joy of flight when she skied.

"Sorry, Miss, you're not on the list," a tall, great looking ski bum type told her at the door to the lounge.

Ginger's face fell like a ruined souffle. Her big, lustrous brown eyes pleaded with the college age boy.

"Hey, listen, foxy little thing, I'd let you in if it were up to me!" the boy told her, eyeing her body in a manner that both excited and disturbed Ginger. "But they'd fire my ass for sure. Hit the road, sweet stuff!"

The broad shouldered boy patted her fondly on the fanny and pointed her back toward the dining room. Ginger sat at the foot of the stairs leading up to the rooms. She couldn't dance her blues away and she sure couldn't go back up to the room yet. It seemed like all she had done for the past two days was watch people she knew fucking other people she knew, add she just couldn't take any more of that right now!

"Hey, there's my party girl!" a male voice shouted happily.

Ginger turned and saw Todd Martin looking down at her from the top of the stairs. He was re-filling two plastic ice buckets from the machine at the end of the hall.

"Come on up, baby!" he called to her, "let's us dance the whole fucking night away!"

Ginger looked at the tall boy closely. He was a little unsteady, and he never used such language around her, but she still found herself getting up and climbing the stairs toward him. She really had no place else to go, and she did want to dance so badly!

Todd led her to a room on the third floor. This really surprised Ginger, since she understood all of the school kids' and teachers' rooms were on the second floor.

"Me and the guys saved our bucks and rented this mother under a phony name!" Todd bragged, turning the key. Inside, a stereo kept up a steady, driving beat, and people were laughing.

Todd and Ginger stepped into the semi-darkened room. In a few seconds, the nervous girl's eyes had adjusted to the light and she saw at least a dozen kids jammed into the smallish room. Several couples were dancing to the disco rhythm, some were making out in dark corners, a pair were writhing and kissing on one of the twin beds, their clothes still in place but all their other movements similar to the two fucks Ginger had witnessed over the last two days. Two more couples stood drinking and talking loudly over the music, Tony George among them.

Ginger blushed as she saw Tony, but she realized instantly that he hadn't seen her watching him as he balled Miss Caldwell and, besides, he couldn't see her blush in this light. She took the drink handed to her by Todd and sipped at it to hide her nervousness.

"Whooo! What's in this?" Ginger grimaced as the strong liquor taste hit her.

"Hey, I forgot! Miss goody-goody don't drink nothin' more powerful than milk!" Todd laughed. The group joined in, causing Ginger to color even more in the dim light. "Here, baby, you don't want to drink to get loose, try a hit of this!"

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