Her realproblem was that she considered school to be a waste of her time. "Well,if that's how you feel," the guidance teacher of her last school hadas...ed. "Why don't you just leave?" Chloesupposed she just hadn't decided what to do with her life yet. School, to her,was youth limbo. 'Time to plan ahead' was what her guidance counsellorsuggested she make of it, although this invariably translated into endlessprocrastination: 'I wannabe an artist'. She could; her doodles were excellent, but. Her 5’6 frame and 120 pound body still looked as good as a twenty year old. Men would gaze at her everywhere she had went. Mark had hinted in the past about wanting to see Amanda with another man, so she certainly wasn’t surprised when he brought the idea up with her. She at first didn’t want anything to do with it, but slowly came to the conclusion that Mark wasn’t going to let it go. She told him, “If that is what you want I will go along with it!” Mark now had another problem and that was. ‘Well,’ said Wendy, ‘I told you.’ ‘That was absolutely spectacular, Wendy, I have never seen anything like it in my life. You’re a very lucky lady. You really are so much on the same sexual wavelength, the pair of you, that I not surprised you have such amazing sex sessions,’ said Emma. Both ladies hadn’t moved from there orgasmic positions yet. Both had the hems of their gymslips still up around their waists with Emma’s knickers still in full view and Maggie’s knickers still round her thighs. By the time the old dudes were painting the girls chest with unbelievable amounts of creamy white semen I was hard as a rock. When the next scene started she looked at me with hungry eyes and said, “What a lucky girl.” This one featured a young black girl surrounded by another five or six old geezers who were taking turns with all of her young holes. The girl even looked a little like Tanisha except for her shaven cunt. I’d never actually seen one shaved before except for the time the ol’ lady.