“We have to take you up to see him.”She wasn’t a girl who read sex stories, but even so she’d heard enough boysie chatter to know it was a cli...he. Anyway in a couple of minutes Mr Clements and Mr Fallows had quickly dressed in their clothes again and Mr Clements was selecting a key from his huge keyring. He opened the door and ushered her into the Head Teacher’s big corner office. Mr Fallows took the chair behind the impressive desk.“Goodness gracious!” he intoned in a fake self-important voice. "The boys' bellies got smaller. They got new sweatpants. Van Sussmanhad a beer, which got rid of your beer gut! The marketin' potential wasstaggerin'."The photographers were all over them, at the plant, on the bus and athome. The women decided that the boys could start bringin' in the restof the family laundry. It only made sense since they were doin' thesteps anyway, just a few more instructions. It helped that the issuedunderwear required the same wash cycle as the women's delicates."Bubba's. Now he has removed my tshirt and I was only in my black bra and my 36 size boobs are clearly visible. He undress his shirt and only in his gym west.Now we moved towards to the bed and kissing for another 5 mins while kissing he unhooked my bra and pressing my boobs hardly. Now he is sucking my boobs and pinching my nipples, I was little moan while he is sucking my boobs and biting my nipples. Now he is undressing my jeans and I was only in my black panty and also removed my panty. I was. Jones got his tray and looked around. Jones saw thebig guy wave him over; he must be the Bear thought Jones. Jones walked slowly to the tableand sat slowly. The Bear just laughed. Hungry boy? Jones shook his head. The Bear took his tray and dumpedit onto his, and began eating. Jones felt like supper lastedthe longest time. He was instructed to go back to his cell and go to bed.Jones did as he was told, and walked oh so slowly to his room the stairswere the worst! Once there he climbed.