Meg had hoped it would be after break as she was hoping to take a quick piss beforehand but it was to late for that . The green light was on as she ...nocked , paused a few seconds and walked in . “Sit down Meg” said Mr Spencer “ we need to have a discussion before I punish you”“Now about your homework” said Mr Spencer“I seem to have forgotten it again Sir” said Meg“No Meg” said Mr Spencer. “you didn’t forget it did you?”“I’ve spoken to you Mother and Father and it seems you deliberately. But its better than other stories what people write here -all name’s are fake but only one name is real that my love.im Laden. I love one girl her name is Affu. I’m married to her. I did court marriage.Affu have one friend of her name “Saba” (my love).she was my class mate. I never tried to talk I always afraid of her cause she got one friend with whom I had affair. I loved that girl too much but it all was school days only infatuation Saba is engaged to my friend Fahad(family family).but she. In the girl's changing rooms particularly, I soonacquired that essential modesty about my body. It would stay with me forthe rest of my life.The only time I felt confident when naked, was around Judith, Emily andCharlotte.The next year at school was our last year at the village junior school.By now, because everybody in the village knew and understood my plight,my life achieved a sort of bizarre normality. I was accepted into thegirl's circles for all the womanly functions and of course the. My fingers twist into your hair, begging you for more, urging you on, urging you lower. But, suddenly, you pull me towards you, and steer me towards the bed. Forgoing the soft mattress, you bend me over a chest at the foot of the bed; taking me from behind. Sliding deep inside me with one smooth stroke, you begin thrusting, hard and fast.Moans, cries and grunts of pleasure fill the room as you fuck me; and that is the only word for this act, there is nothing gentle or tender in it. It is raw,.