No (but make it up to her)

"I'm really sorry Rachel, I forgot I already had plans tonight. I really can't get out of it."

Rachel looks hurt, pouting. So cute! "Oh, okay then, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." She starts to walk off, but you touch her arm, stopping her.

"Wait! Rachel, I really like you, and I do want to get to know you better. I'm really sorry about tonight, and I'd like to make it up to you."

Rachel smiles, "That sounds nice. How will you do that?"

You pull Rachel to you for a deep slow kiss. She sighs and wraps her arms around you, pressing her firm little body against you. You lift her up, and press her against the lockers, running one hand up under her skirt.

Their are still students in the hallway, and a few of them stare as you make out with Rachel up against the lockers. Rachel wraps her legs around your waist, slipping her tender little tongue into your mouth. With one hand you knead one breast through her shirt, while the other hand squeezes her ass up under her skirt, over her panties. Rachel moans and you bite her gently on the neck. Her nipple grows hard in your hand, and you switch to rubbing the other breast. She's bucking against you, rubbing her crotch on yours as you suck and lick her ear.

A small group of girls watches you from across the hall, all of them growing wet and wishing they were Rachel, pinned up against that locker. One of the little schoolgirls presses her hand to her crotch and whispers your name.

You move your hand from Rachel's ass to her pussy mound, her cotton panties moist and stretched thin as she humps against you. As you stroke her pussy through the wet fabric, Rachel groans, and shudders into the locker. You trace the outline of her tender lips, and circle her little clittly through the fabric. Rachel writhes against you and cries out in pleasure. You squeeze her hard little clit and she screams your name in the hallway of your high school.

You release Rachel and lower her gently to the floor. You brush stray hairs from her sweaty face, and she smooths down her skirt. She looks stunned, but very happy, her legs unsteady, leaning on you for support.

"So, see you tomorrow?" You whisper. Rachel just nods. You kiss her one last time, and leave her leaning against the locker.

Now you'll have all night with Sarah!