We all used to stand over by the pool and watch Ms. Smythe teaching girls gym. Oftentimes they were in the pool and she always wore a bathing suit of course. As most of us were in the twelfth grade we had been experimenting with girls but Ms. Smythe was in another league altogether. I could not stop myself from fantasizing about her and then finally, one day, it all came true. It turned out she was really only after my athletic sperm but I didn't care. It was one glorious week, a week I will never forget. It made my senior year close to perfect.