Sandra kept pressing me. "That is so cool. You must tell me ALL the details but only after you've cleaned yourself up. Right now it is SO obvious you've been up to no good."
Sandra grabbed my hand and lead me over towards the girl's bathroom. Although she would really have irritated me by now if I was in my own body, for some reason as Tara I enjoyed it. Besides, she was also giving me a lot of helpful information. Our conversation got rudely interrupted though.
A voice echoed down the corridor from behind us. "Tara!"
I turned, surprised again that anyone knew my name.
Running down the corridor towards me and Sandra was another hunk.
I couldn't help but think he was though. Very tall, his broad shoulders were perfectly offset by the 'v' of his white school shirt, with its top two buttons undone and the barest hint of flecked hair on his wide chest. He had bright blue eyes you could get lost in, beautiful cheek bones and luscious pink lips. What was I even doing thinking like this? I would never have even dreamt of checking him out this way in my own body.
By now he was right up with me and Sandra. I couldn't help but glance down to check out his hips - and what a bulge in his pants. He towered over me and, again, I felt myself moisten between my legs.
"Alright, gorgeous. What on earth have you been up to?" he said to me with a wink. What on earth was he up to? How did he know me?
He stretched out a long, strong but athletic and slim arm to me and hugged me close. As he held me against his sculpted chest I smelt his musky aftershave. Was he fitter than Sean? What was he hugging me? My mind filled with questions.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Dan, Tara's boyfriend. You are...?" He flashed a winning, bleach-white smile at Sandra.
My jaw dropped.