Layla took this opportunity to completely abandon her wiles. She turned towards him and said, ‘I usually don’t let men touch me like that. Especi...lly if they don’t have my phone number.’ James quickly responded ‘well, I guess you should give me your number now then’ with a sexy smile that she couldn’t resist. They exchanged phone numbers and left for the evening. Layla couldn’t sleep that night. She got her vibrator from her closet and used it to bring herself to climax four times before. "The person in the blue uniform smiled at me, and as she moved into the room, I noticed some features I had overlooked at first glance. Officer Sondra Hernandez, badge number 1469, was a tall slim woman, with dirty blonde hair cut close to her head, ice-blue eyes, and long legs. Her skin was a lovely deep tan."Call me Sondra," she said, as I introduced myself and offered her a drink. It was a stifling hot July evening, and we'd all been sitting around making cold food for dinner, and waiting. We'll have to run to be in time. Penny will be waiting for us outside already!" she urged him on."Oh no, he needn't hurry. I saw everything."Dr. Jones voice was cold as ice when he said those condemning words. William was shocked and Cynthia whirled toward their teacher."What?" both asked at the same time, total disbelief in their voices."Oh, I saw him. He wrote for at least another ten seconds after I declared the exam to be over. He needn't bother to turn it in."William stood there, his mouth. I know I should try to go to the police, but I am too scared. They even threatened to go after my family members if I am not a "good little faggot!">>> I wouldn't care if this kind of stuff was done to a real faggot, but the horror is that I am not a faggotl I am a normal American kid. I love girls. I want a girlfriend. I want to fuck girls, not get fucked in the asshole every single day by muscular sweaty jocks and then be made to lick their dirty dicks clean. I also have to spend some time in.