I played some soft music in the background, and read up.At around 1030, I took a break. I heated up some coffee, and checked the email. An email poppe... up from Heather, subject “the thing I mentioned.” All it had was a picture attachment. I opened it nervously, thinking it could be something “personal,” but it was a picture of a map of the second floor of the east building of our school, with arrows leading from the front entrance. It lead to a classroom, with “TUE->THU, 4:30” inside the room’s. I just needed your love,Honey, thanks a lot.Damn! It was from her ex. This being October 31st, she figured it must be his (as always) strange sense of humor. Asshole!She took the record, broke it over her knee, and threw it in the trash.And ... forgot about it.INTERLUDE ONEi was messed up again — damn pills shit I was tryin' to 'member somthin' what what shit! oh yeah that bitch that bitch sent her the damn thanks a lot song yeah thanks a lot a lot shit what oh yeah I was gonna git that damn. Shriya didn’t made noise this time she was experienced by mine 8” inch long cock. Soon sanjeev came and then shriya put his cock in her hot wet mouth. Her soft hand wrapped around the base of it and her head began to move. He stood there in shock then put his hands in her soft blonde hair, pulling her face deeper on his throbbing dick as she inhaled it. His knees shook and he felt weak, but she sucked him so tenderly all he could do was pump his hips towards her sweet face.“oh god shriya, don’t. " Shut your slophole you little faggot!" Master took one hand from myhip and I felt the slap of his open palm across the back of my head."Are you going to give her your dose Daddy?" Mistress was clearly comingback from the brink of the failed number five orgasm. "Are you going tocome in my filthy little slut?"I couldn't stand the sensation but I didn't dare say anything again,instead I pressed my face into the bed between Mistress' legs and lockedmy hands behind my head, holding onto my own.