I can't, don't make me," he sobbed."Are you a virgin little sissy?" I sneered, "If so then this is going tohurt a lot," he let out a little whimper.Ta...ing my fingers from inside him, I placed the head of my cock at theentrance to his tight little arse and began to push it inside. He was eventighter than expected, his arse gripped the end of my cock like a vice,stimulating it in ways that I couldn't remember in a long time, it feltamazing, becoming ever more so as I pushed slowly deeper and. With no Formula 1 that day,there wasn't much to do. She looked at her exam timetable once more,noting that there weren't many exams left to do. But now, her time withKelly was going to be staggered. There were a few occassions when one ofthem would be in the hall sat at a table while the other would be doingsomething more recreational.Only Tuesday saw both of them away from school all day. Still, would Kellycome round on Monday afternoon? She at least decided to bring up thepossibility of going. Chapter 4: The missing signatureDr. Bill took the forms. "What's this extra signature - 'Third party (may be office staff)' Where are we going to get that extra signature tonight?"Just then, as if by some great coincidence, the doorbell rang. It was Jamal asking if he could practice the programming exercises that were assigned in class earlier today. We told him to come on in. This was working out perfectly! We asked Jamal if he could do something for us. He said he would be happy to help. If I got tired of the Yamaha, I would look into getting a Kawasaki KLR 250 dual-sport. For now, I would stay with my Yamaha. I spent a wish on it, so why get rid of it if I didn’t have any hangups riding it?I did call home, when I stopped for lunch. I let mom know I was having lunch out at Taco Bell and would be heading back soon after. She thanked me for the call and told me to ride safely.On the way home, I dropped off the videos from the day before. I had picked them up on the way out the.