Let me put it like this. Imagine having nothing to wear but other people's worn out clothes, nothing to play with but worn out and discarded toys, and...having people make fun of you all the time over things that are out of your control. That's living in an orphanage. All things considered, I'd rather be here."Thankfully, there were no more questions, but I hoped that I hadn't opened the door for people to start teasing us again. I figured they'd find out soon anyway, so why not tell them and get. Sandy on the other hand looked like she was about tostart spitting nails. Before she could say anything, Christian leaned overand spoke in her ear. Whatever he said seemed to mollify her a little."Guys," Philip said coming into the garage. He would have liked nothingbetter to tell Katy to get the hell out of his parents' house, but he was alittle afraid of her. Philip wasn't really capable of dealing with girls,much less pretty girls. Sandy was cute but she was more like a sister andChristian. He,d always found large breasts to be disappointing in the nipple dept,these looked just right.He knew she knew he had been looking as she didn,t have that reflex of adjusting herself when she sat up straight.She also quickly glanced at his groin area.She now had her left leg crossed side on to him.A nice area of leg.She started to talk about how she would survey the flat and explained all the admin.She flirted on the fact that he was by himself when he said he would have to clean up himself. Reading out loud the number of inches that disappeared into my mouth "5inches, 6 inches, 7 inches, 8 inches, 8.5 inches and holding." Shecounted.With blushing cheeks I held at 8.5 inches as she read off the time."5 seconds, 10 seconds, 15 second, 20 seconds, 25 seconds, 30 seconds"as she wrote down the final number.Removing the dildo and the nose clip, the administrator told me to takea seat in one of the pink chairs and that class would be starting soon.No sooner than I sat down, another.