It probably didnt help walking into the stop bus pole, I see her laugh at me, and feel my cheeks heat up as they become red. I rub my head and quickly...walk to my seat. We arrive at school, everyone grumpy about being in school uniform in the middle of summer. I head to science class, being a class I quite enjoy, I do not mind it. I take a seat and begin to unpack my things. The girl from the bus walks in, her beautiful long red hair going down hair shoulders, and goes to the teacher. He points. . HIS.The sheriff presented me with my very own chain gang ball and chain. The real thing! Someone had gone through the trouble to make a "promise paddle." (Promise Paddle: Oak paddle with one inch holes drilled in it.)There was one small flat box and two good sized ones, one big one was labeled, "For when he's gone." Yup, dildo. The other big box read, "For when he's bad," Butt Plug. Big one too."I'll be good!" I yelled.The hit of the day was the label on the small box, "For when she's gone.". She handed it to Betty, telling her, "You're STILL leaking, Babe. Wipe your thighs." This was the first time any of them had seen Betty blush. It was EXTREMELY becoming. Betty shook her head to clear it and concentrate on what was at hand. She started by starting the coffee. It had been pretty cool last night, so hot coffee would be most welcome. It took her two minutes or less to do that, the coffee would be ready very soon, so she reached over and took the flour canister and dipped some out. Usne jab apni pic bheji toh I was shocked ki itni beautiful ladki ko abhi tak koi romance karne wala nahi mila. Muje ek baar toh laga ki mere sath koi majak toh nahi kar raha. But 1-2 din mein number exchange ho gaye hamare or muje vishwas ho gaya ki ladki hi hai.Fir ek dusre ko whatsap pe add kiya or chating start hui. Dheere dheere flirting mein baatein tabdeel hui.Fir ek din maine bola ki chalo milte hain. Tab mein amritsar mein tha or maine usko bola ki agar tum amritsar aa jao toh bahut.