I mused with myself, at least I didn’t have any family to let down. I remembered my carefree childhood back at the orphanage, those where the days. ...uddenly the next bus arrived, jumping onboard I dropped my change in the teller. ‘You’re a dollar short, son.’ The driver explained to me. ‘Oh no, could you help me out please? I’ve had a hell of a day.’ I pleaded. ‘Sorry, I don’t make the rules.’ He exclaimed. He handed me back my change, as I got off the empty bus with a sigh. What a day, I. Could see tears. I tried ramming in her. Her ass was very tight. She was pushing me to remove it. But I was giving slight storks. Which she couldn’t bear them. She moved her hand back side and squeezed my balls like we squeeze lemon. I was like dead.Then she took over. Removed my dick from her ass. I could see my dick has turned to pale due to pain and fear. I again initiated my dear near her pussy as I could see her pussy daamm wet. I started fucking. She was kissing on my chest and laid down.. The rest of the summer flew by, and before we noticed it, was time to start school again. I had contacted our principal and he offered us - or Marie - some freedoms. She would start school with the rest of us, but would also sneak off to express milk out of her breasts, and then store it in the fridge in the school kitchen. Luckily, there were some people without prejudice who were willing the help us. I visited the school premises a few days before the school started and talked to the big. I made myself sound worried and inconsolable. "I found Frank laying on the floor. He's not breathing! Please come at once!"Frank was brought to the hospital, but the EMT guys that came knew the score immediately. They took him, of course, but he was declared dead on arrival. The final verdict was a cerebral hemorrhage brought on by an untreated stroke.I answered questions from the EMTs, the medical staff at the hospital, and the police. I practiced my story for three days, while Frank writhed.