.. and don’t you forget it.I won’t.So I stood in his office, dripping blood and snot all over his polished marble floor while he instructed his se...retary, Miss Havisham that one David Austin was suspended ... for five school days ... for fighting.“Type that up, Havisham. Four copies. One in the records, one mailed to his parents and one to David to hand deliver to his father ... and one to the police.”He turned to me, “What, sir, do you have to say to that?”I said nothing. The last time I. Almost holding her breath, Miranda caught the first sight of her shaved mound, the pink g-string covering only a small triangle of smooth, pale flesh. "Hmm," Candy said, sliding her pants down lower, "This is fun," she said, wiggling her bottom as the jeans were to tight to pull off right away, "You look excited." Nodding, Miranda didn't trust herself to say anything, crossing her legs and kicking lightly as she watched, determined to enjoy herself as much as she could.Pants freed, Candy. She was proud of them, the size was not too big or small, rounded perfectly and sensitive to fingers and tongue. “Everything Andrea” scolded the deputy head, and off came the girl’s shoes and long white socks. Now fully naked she stood with her hands clasped behind her back forcing her breasts foreword into view, her eyes downcast. Miss McDougall shivered, the girl was perfect in every sense, she may play at being demure in school but she was really a slut who craved cock at any opportunity.. I was always wanting my wife to dye her hair red, and one day in the supermarket when she was selecting a colour, I picked out a red I liked, and told her to try it. She got a bit mad with me, and said you dye yours red if you like I am not. Of course I gladly took up the offer. Loved it! until the vibrance of the colour faded. I then decided I wanted to go blonde, and a friend of ours said I should seek professional advice, and put me in touch with a friend of hers who was a hairdresser. Took.