Cotton MatherThey met on the first day of school, and it was dislike at first sight. On that first morning, the early-grades teacher, Mrs. Wells, call...d the class of 15 kids to pay attention, and she spent the next several minutes learning each child's name. The class spent the next hour or so repeating names, matching names with faces in the combined class, the second-grade kids helping the kindergarteners with the memorization.Later that day, after lunch and after recess, the kids were. Ingrid had started to explain but Madame Du Pont has brushed aside her excuses. She had dismissed her and turned to me. Ingrid had hurriedly collected her clothes, slipped on her panties, and left the room. I had rolled over, trying to hide my nakedness. I had clutched for my pyjama pants in a vain attempt to cover myself.Do you remember that I told you that she had fetched a cloth and had washed Ingrid’s juices off me? Well, I lied!Madam le Tutor had fetched the washcloth and thrown it at. I guess he senses my apprehension, because he pats the bed and replies, “Don’t worry baby, Grampa will show you how.”I sit down and stare at his hard tool; I want so much to please him like he did me.Grampa held his cock and said, “First, just kiss and lick this part,” pointing to the head. “When you’re comfortable with that I will tell you what to do next.”I lick my lips hungrily, lean over, kiss and run my tongue all over the purple head. I pause and say, “Mmm, Gramps, it taste good.”He. I expected the worst from him, but he didnt make fun of me, he didnt pick on me, he hugged me and told me how sorry he was that David had been an ass. I told him I was going to go change out of my outfit and he said he had to run an errand and maybe wed order pizza when he got back. I thought that sounded nice. Half an hour later Kyle came back in, with a grin on his face and some blood on his hand. What happened? Are you OK? Sis, Im fine, David on the other hand is not a happy guy. What did.