I was not hurt by the buckshot, but I got a sound knock on the head when I fell to the floor.Judy ran to cover us from anybody coming up the stairs wh...le Marlene looked after me. Fortunately, the only harm to me was a headache and a torn uniform shirt. The four buckshot were embedded in my Kevlar vest, but we could worry about them later.There was no sign of anyone trying to come up the stairs, so I just sat on the floor for a few minutes while my head cleared. It only took about five minutes. Eventually the weekend arrived and on Saturday morning I awoke early, like I always do, and after my breakfast I started my chores. I found that after I split with my wife last year I had to have a routine and especially at the weekends to make sure I could relax properly once the jobs were complete. This morning, thoughts of young Cindy were still filling my mind following another night of erotic dreams, although, as frustrating as usual, I had woken before the final act.I was sorting out my. First she went and then I followed her; to our surprise all the classrooms were locked. Then we were searching for some good private place, the heat inside my body getting increased, then I took her pushed against the pillar and started kissing her, wow it was our first kiss and it was awesome.. We lip locked, she responded very well, we then smooched our tongues, it was incredible feeling, it was my first kiss and I’m in another state, parallel, my hands caressing her shoulders, slowly coming. Then she took that off and grabbed a sweatshirt. The whole time she paced around, talking non-stop.“I can’t believe we walked in on my mother giving a guy a blowjob! What the hell did she think she was doing? She’s my mother, for God’s sake. She’s never had a man in the house before. I’m telling you, I honestly thought she was a lesbian. I mean, I know my dad died in Afghanistan, but I thought she just didn’t like guys. I’ve never even heard her speak to a man before. And I don’t think he’s.