Halloween II

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~~~(POV: Ulysses Kennedy)~~~

~~~(Date: October 31st, 2025)~~~

~~~(Time: 3:00 PM)~~~

~~~(Location: School Gym)~~~

The level of skill and control Hannah has... It's amazing, to say the least... "Mrs. Fiona! Don't forget to dry the bar!" My voice reaches her as she spins around the bar and lands a perfect... Something... I don't know if they have a special name for landings. If not, her landing was perfect. She looks over at me with raised eyebrows.

She doesn't like people using her last name, but she makes an exception for me. "Why don't you drop that ball and come over here and wipe it down for me!?" She dangles a towel out and wiggles it a little. She can't reach the bar to clean it herself, but I can. The ball bounces on the ground as I leave it. Making my way to her.

Her smile grows larger as I get closer. The mixture of her sweat and perfume make an aroma that I find... Stimulating to say the least... Once I reach her, she hands me the towel and points towards the bar she's using. "Well... It's not going to dry itself..." She tilts her head for me to get going, and I do. I get under the bar and reach up, easily cleaning it.

While I'm focused on getting all the sweat off the bar, she takes it upon herself to smack my butt. She likes it more than I think she should. "God... I love your butt. It's perfect for your height, and it's... Mmm..." That makes me a little hot. She's got a way with words. I finish cleaning the bar and turn back to her. She's beaming a smile at me, and I'd melt if it were any brighter.

She moves a step closer, and her smile starts to turn from happy and energetic to one with an underlined meaning and a slight eagerness. Her hand comes from her side and lands on my shirt. She presses against my eight pack and slowly starts to lift my shirt. We're curious teens, and while I want to say stop and no. My mouth won't move.

She runs her hands up and down my abdomen, and my shirt moves in random with her arms movements under my shift. "You're always working so hard... Your body shows this..." She brings her hand out and grabs the bottom of my shift. She tries to lift it off me, but she's not nearly tall enough. I'd have to bend down for her to get it off me.

My laughter can't be held back anymore, and it starts pouring out. She stops and turns around with a huff. "C'mon... You know this is funny... Talk about a real problem to overcome..." between my gasps of breath and laughter, I speak, and her embarrassment grows with my words. She loves my height, but I know that she gets frustrated sometimes.

It's hard to overcome more than a foot and a half difference in height. "It's not funny, Ulysses...I was trying to be hot and seductive, and you totally killed the mood..." I try my best to hold back the snickers and laughter, but nothing works. She turns to me, and her cheeks are red, and she's gritting her teeth. She moves in and gives me a purple nurple through my shift.

It happened so fast that I couldn't even try and stop her. She gets a good grip and great twist in. I jump and look at her with a smile and a slightly agape mouth. "Yeah! I just gave you a titty twister! Think it's funny now!? What are you going to do about it!?" She has a teasing and victorious tone in her voice. Treating this like she's won.

It's my turn, I make my way over to her, and I decide to retaliate with the same treatment. I reach out and grab one of her nipples through her gymnastics uniform. She stops laughing and looks down in shock and surprise. I can barely get a grip due to the size of my hands. "Umm... This is the fir-!" I give it a right twist, and she cries out in a mix.

She squints at me with a smile, and I pull away. It was supposed to hurt... She made it sound like it felt good. "I can't believe the first time you touch my breasts. It's to give me a titty twister... Goofball..." She has a blush, and I realize what I've just done... I completely forget she was a girl for a second... I just gave my girlfriend a titty twister for the first time we've been to second base...