"They kissed and Steven walked away. He was stopped by Sister."You don't have to go, Mr Hardacre," she said smilingly. "We won't feed you but we might...manage a cup of tea for you." Oh! Really? That's very kind. Why am I getting special treatment?" Because Mr Lovering would like a word with you on his way round." She grinned roguishly. "And we'd hate to interfere with young love."Steven laughed delightedly. "Watch it, Sister," he said, "or some of it might spill over to you." I'm a respectable. No family wanted to adopt you due to your age of 13, to old for adoption (shit rule) and to young to move out; you had to work and gain money the hard way.You did jobs around the neighbourhood and gained money which was later stolen by some street kids that jumped you. You tried newspaper routes but got your bike stolen by a crackhead.You grew older but not naive, these experiences helped and moulded you into a intelligent and strong teen, learning what paths to not take back home, who to. Eat it slut he yelled as he hung up the phone . Fuck you are a great cocksucker Joyce , too bad the Dean can't experience all the time like i do he smirked (knowing that she was mind-controlled ) she tried to say something but couldnt cause her mouth was full of wang. Mark came quickly & plastered the old hag's face with jism , after which he took a pic & added it to the photo album which he kept in his cellphone.Chapter 2-The Coach's Wifeaaaaah that feels sooo good master Bev yelled . She. In time,my wife and her friend,were hugging,sharing the tears,of the moment.The phone rang.It was Jessica's husband( this was in the days before cell phones)and he wanted to know if she was here at our place.I barley knew him,or my wifes "friend" they were co workers and spent some time together,we as couples didnt hang out,and as I'd heard over the course of the evening,it was obvious as to why,he ~sounded~ like he had little concern as to her whereaouts,just wanting to know where she was.I.