What, dearest agonising aunty, Ms Cumette Girl, is wrong with me. Yours in hope more than expectationGooseberry Fool, The (Mr) Ps. Even the shop-bough... Tiramisu I was sharing a shelf with has departed and made its way to puddingy nirvana. Dear Mr FoolYou can't imagine how delighted I was to receive your letter though obviously, I am distressed to hear about your circumstances.All of us know what it is like to be left on the shelf and it is a disheartening, soul-destroying, ego-crushing. You want to go there because you know there is someone waiting for you. As you visualize the clearing, you see an area at the edge of the trees that is in the shadows. As you look think about and visualize this shadowy place, you feel that there is a presence there. Instinctively, you know that this presence is your dream lover, even though you cannot see them yet. As you watch, you see their form start to emerge from the shadows. Their features still are not clear enough to make out, but you. "I have to do something! I cannot let the school principal commit such a heinous act of--" Of what, Mr. Seeger? What would you tell the board? That she's mind-controlling a student?"Seeger swallowed. His hands slowly unclenched."Even if you managed to convince someone you weren't crazy, this goes beyond the school. It's the whole town. You won't get anywhere. Anyone sent to investigate will just be dealt with somehow or be made to believe everything is just fine."Seeger took a few forced deep. She flinches with the suddenness of the intrusion. I pump my fingers a few times. I bend my fingers at the knuckles, pressing against the wall of her pussy, trying to make my fingertips come out of her hairy pussy entrance! Her cunt opens up a little more. There is definitely extra moisture in her pussy; I see it glistening on her pink flesh. Her ass is stretched painfully around my fingers and she groans deeply as I twist them around. I jerk my fingers out of her ass. I grab my cock and aim it.