I had sucked 3 arses and also kissed around 10 balls. I was wasted and tired but looking for more. I had a fishnet tights with suspenders. A pink v-ne...k halter neck top. My small perts boobs were showing through. I had strappy sandals and a brown boob cardigan on. I felt slutty and had my hair all out over my face. My eyes were amde up with dark eyeliner and glitter eye shadow. My cheeks were rouged and on my forehead glistened my bindi. I walked over the Waterloo bridge, all nite guys were. “As I guess you already know, I told Stacey everything. Both about Phil betting me for a weekend and losing, and about you and Angie. I hope that’s ok. She’s my best friend. I share all my secrets with her. But now that I think about it, I guess I shouldn’t have shared your secrets. I’m sorry.”“It’s fine,” I assured her. “I figured you’d talked to her. And I’m not surprised. It’s all good.”She opened her tiny purse and pulled out the envelope I’d given her this morning. She blushed, then. Ever since I learned about masturbation, sex . I was almost everyday masturbate thinking about her. I just could not wait to see her naked body and have sex with her. But there was absolutely no chance to approach her .Then during the end of our 9th standard we were suppose to have our annual gathering in school There were many items to be put up and one was a play or skit which was being put up by the students and teachers . Coincidentally I was a part of the play and also teacher Sneha was a. Right now he is freaking out, not just because his clothes are gone, but because his wallet, money, and his room key were his pants. Suddenly, he gets an idea. He will sneak down to his room and get in and get some other clothes then he will report those jerks who stole his clothes. He holds himself and opens up the door. He peeks out both ways and nobody is out there walking the halls. He feels happy. He runs to the left to his room and tries the door. Locked!!! "NOOO!" he thinks. He is now.