We were in World History, which we both agreed was the dullest class in, well, the history of the world. Brad slipped me a note that said "Are you wea...ing panties today?"I wrote him back, "Yes, but I don't have to". Between classes I slipped into the girls bathroom, took them off and stuffed them into my backpack. I sat right behind him in Algebra, and I slipped them into his bag when he wasn't looking. I sent him a note to take a look in his bag. When he saw what was there he turned so red I. Get the conversation straight on to her fella, don't focus on the fact that you'll soon be undressing in proximity to this girl. Her face darkens. 'God, let's not go there,' she says. But after a long, angry sigh she does. 'The bastard was cheating on me.' I'm knocked back. This is not what I've been expecting. Or hoping for. I think. 'Yeah, I know,' she goes on. 'Think how stunned I was. Mr bloody Romance. Only he's gone and had it off with some girl he picked up at a night club. At the same. If I had to write a song about youSurreal Dream, is what I would call itOur relationship was too good to be trueI cherished it, bit by bitUntil the day it was torn apartBy silly misunderstandings and complicationsEven today our breakup is a hazy memoryDid it really happen or was it just a hallucinationEverything about you and our loveLike a deja vu on repeat mode, it seemsWhich is why I dedicate this poem to youMy ex-girlfriend, my surreal dreamI miss you .The most beautiful thing anyone has. Me (author): I shriek and try to crawl away. The warmth is so intense now. I feel your rough hand slip underneath me and curve around a bulge that is forming. I breathe deeply, my eyes watering as my muscles clench around the animal meat, and its muscles pulsating as piss is emptied deep inside my body. I scream, the horse neighs and bucks up causing me to pass out, the cock making a massive visible bulge just below my rib cage. I come to, the member still in me as you slap me awake. My.