I looked at her face and she was shy. She told me to switch off the light. We both were inside the same nighty. She wrapped her legs around me and she...was hugging me. I took her like that to the switch and put her against the wall and started another rough kissing there. She was enjoying it. She got the lights off and we both got off the nighty.We are back to the bed in our undergarments. We were kissing and cuddling madly. She got her hands back inside my boxers and was playing with my tool.. I braced myself agains the bed and pushed my ass into his cock, trying to keep up with his trusts. Moans of pleasure escaped from my mouth while I panted for air. Without warning Tim grabbed my hips and rolled both of us over. Tim now on his back, and me sitting on his cock. I twisted my hips in circles, occasionally bobbing up and down trying my best to please his cock while riding him. Suddenly I had a better idea. I placed both feet in between his legs and braced myself with my hands in. "You'd best ask him," replied Jemima as she snuggled up to me. "He travels on the same tram to school and he hate's RG's. The treat him like dirt because they know he'll soon go 'down' as they call it. I often have to look out for him in school because the real girls keep tally. When a boy hits his femmarche they call it payback time if he's made any mistakes. As he grows softer and more submissive he soon becomes defenceless against their superior strength. It's the RG's who keep the tally,. ‘It can’t be a grey hair,’ I though to myself. Maybe it’s a really light brown hair. I sometimes got them. Upon closer inspection I decided it was, indeed, a grey hair. I threw the tweezers down with disgust and looked at myself in the mirror. A sleepy spinster resembling a woman named Elaine Mason looked back at me. My long dark brown hair was mussed from sleep, my light brown eyes could barely stay open, and the rest of me looked like death warmed over. I sighed, walked over to the tub, and.