I was scared, so I got off him and ran to the bathroom in my side of the house. Bolted the door, took one look at myself in the mirror and started cry...ng. Why does he have to spoil everything. I cursed into the mirror. I had his cum in my hair, my nose my ears and all down my chest. His hand had left a hot red mark on my left cheek. The pregnancy pants had stuck into my ass as I had run and now I became aware of the cold-dampness that my cum and his cum had made of his mums panties. I slowly. Slowly, but determined, I feel your hips rise, as my legs part and my knees rest at the sides of your waist. Sitting up slightly I can feel your hands begin to move back up, gently covering my breasts, and my back immediately begins to arch to your touch. My body automatically responds, as I feel my wet center come in contact with your hard desire, and hear you hiss air from between your teeth as your hips push forward slowly. Your hands drop to the crease of my parted thighs and push my hips. I stood in the doorway to what was once her room, a gallon of paint in my grip. The sickly gray that had once adorned the walls was replaced stroke by stroke, the past disguised with latex. Blue, the brilliant blue of a future that had no meaning to me, the blue of my pain, the blue of my anger, I moved some furniture into the room, making it a study. A study for what? Evening light crept through the white plastic mini blinds, turning my brilliant blue in to the same sickly gray color that I. Due to these circumstances I request permission to not be included, and I ask my sister and friends also be allowed to not participate.”“Hmm, this is nothing like what I thought it was. I must make some enquiries and speak with the school-board chairman. The armbands won’t be handed out this morning. A further announcement will be made after I’ve investigated your claims, Mister Tudor. I’m taking your statements on face value, at the moment, as you’ve never been known to lie to a teacher.” He.