As I got older my panty wearing fetish subsided and wouldn’t rise up again for a little more than a decade. All my siblings got wonderful grades exc...pt Ken and me. We weren’t exactly the brightest of kids, sort of day dreamy and idealist, pot head alcoholics is what we became. Every day it was smoke weed, and cigarettes, rebel and anarchy, punk rock and girls; standard fourteen year old mentality. However, my thong fetish was discovered. The girl who sat in front of my during my eighth grade. ”“Yes, nigga! Give it to me,” Jericho begged.Veep shot a load inside of his bitch.“You like dat, faggit,” he asked.“Yes, Daddy,” the boi confirmed.“Yo’ new name is Sheena.”“I like that!”“I know you do, bitch!”Veep shouted out, “Nurse, dis bitch need some ass shots.” A few minutes later an old white woman appeared and collected Jericho from the cell. He was about to get the fat ass that Veep craved.Chris Klimke had just finished his intake. He complained to the C-O about his placement with the. The movie theater was pretty empty so we got to make out in relative privacy.After the movie, Karen suggested ice cream. The only place nearby was a hangout for kids so I knew what Karen really wanted--to be seen with her boyfriend. It was flattering as hell!We sat in the middle of the place. Only girls were in the ice cream joint, which made it even better for Karen. She kept glancing at the girls."You know," I whispered. "I'm the one looking good here." What?" Karen blushed."I'm with the. "Oh goodie, does this mean I don't have to share my bedroom and listen to you snoring all night, mum?" she asked with glee."What? She snores? Sorry, out you go" he said playfully, pretending to hustle Katherine out of his bedroom."You know how to break up a budding romance, don't you dear" Katherine suggested to her daughter, but with a very satisfied smile on her face."Sorry, mum I just..." Joking, darling, but yes, I hope I'm going to be allowed to sleep on the big bed" she interjected,.