I somehow controlled myself (didn’t want to masturbate, why would I !! It would have taken out all the feelings, guys can understand what I mean). S...e asked me how long was my dick. I told her it’s 6 inches. She winked and told me that it’s bigger than her husband’s. (well didn’t expect much from that nerd). I asked her how frequently did she masturbate. She told me she did it twice a day. She asked me if I had a girlfriend, I told her that since I got in college it’s kind of a long distance. Give her as much food as she wants, then make hereat two more gallons of ice-cream and put more of the stimulant in it." Yes Goddess. Goddess, may I ask how large you want Keiko to get?" I'm not sure just yet dear, I'm thinking about the work Susie and Bessmust do and contemplating another masterpiece. Now run get Keiko herfood. She still has a long way to go."Keiko finished everything brought for the second course, but had todrink the ice cream. She hadn't felt this full since her first. We were going to learn about how to build a house. Some would be out of the book, and some would be hands-on demonstrations, and practice. After leaving Mr. Morgan's class, I had lunch. I'd forgotten to pack a lunch, so I bought a burger, and fries. It sucked on the taste meter, but if took away my hunger.I had PE next in Mr. Richardson's class. He was a black guy, and the boys' varsity basketball coach. He came off as a drill instructor calling roll, and telling us how to dress for PE. Since. And the small shorts were so small that Kirsten had seen Jess’ cheek come below the hem a few times. It was usually not covered which meant that Jessica was wearing a thong under the gym shorts. Kristen felt more self conscious about her self in the gym outfit. She had chosen one that wasn’t so tight. She herself had a nice rack, according to a number of girls who had compared eachother once, but she didn’t like the look of her tummy and thighs. Jessica kept assuring her that she had the better.