Be here early...you are going to have a lot of cock tomorrow. Do you fancy that.''Could do with some now' she texted honestly. She was loving this tex... sex. 'What a fucking slut you are Lesley. I think I'll take half a tablet in the morning.''I just like your cock..''No....you like any cock, not just mine...you should go out Saturday night and get picked up...give someone the pleasure of your blowjob skills. The let them fuck your smooth cunt all night. How does that sound. ''I'id rather you. “This has possibilities,” he thought. Charley went up the one long flight of stairs and knocked on the door. After a longer wait than expected, the door opened and a very pretty woman looked him over. She was slightly taller than him and had an air of independence about her. She appeared about thirty, but that was OK. “Charley,” she said sternly, “You are ten minutes late. If you want to get off to a good start with me, do not keep me waiting again.” “Yes, Abby, there was a bit of traffic.” “No. I hate the folks of my hometown. Seriously. The guys in Brockton aren’t about nothing. Just smoking, banging bitches, getting into fights and winding up either dead or locked up. The bitches in Brockton aren’t much better either. If anything, they’re worse. They’re rude, overly dramatic, think their shit don’t stink and are prone to violence. And they’re all about the paper. Couldn’t care less about anything else. That’s life in Brockton for you. Half the guys I knew at Brockton Technical High. She gazed at him in fear of what was happening. “Today I’m going to make you mine Kasey..” he said with a smirk on his face. Kasey immediately tried to scream and get up, only to be forced down again by Mr. Bryant. He pinned her down and immediately tore her short blue skirt from her body, then her low cut blouse. “mmmm” he moaned to himself. “I’m going to make sure you get the proper after school attention you need”. While holding her down by her hair, he pulled her lacey boy.