We didn't say anything more than "good morning" and went our seperate ways. Around lunch I was heading to a near by cafe and saw Peter with several ot...er guys who looked as "lite in the lofers" as he did. They all turned my way and stared at me, I just laughed at them and went on my way. All week I kept getting these stares and an occasional note mysteriously appearing on my desk or car saying "Your time is cumming" spelt just that way.About a week later I was walking home from the bar near my. And you were a straight A student in Middle School? Only a few weeks in high school and you are a fucking cockwhore! Right? A fucking puking cockwhore! ? And you wonder why I don't want to kiss you romantically like on our first date. You miss that so much. Well, why would I want to kiss a place that has my dick stuffed in it every single day. A place that takes my spit and my cockslop and your own puke? Such a dirty little bitch you are. ?Oh look, you puked all over the rim of my mom's toilet.. "You wouldn't believe how sensitive it makes my nipples." Everyone in the shower area was quiet, listening to our conversation."How did you get that?" she asked, pointing at my SLUT. "And why?" Isn't it cool?" I asked her. "It's tanned in! As to why, I thought it would be nicely descriptive."Joyce's mouth dropped open. "You're going to swallow water, dear," I told her, laughing."Rachel, you are the opposite of a slut," Joyce hissed at me."Things change," I told her. I was done with my shower,. She wriggled out of his grasp and kissed lower and lower until she had him, hard and hot, in her mouth. Molly couldn’t help smiling to herself as she felt him losing control too. His hands moved from her shoulders to her hair and back as though he couldn’t decide where to put them. He surprised her by grabbing her arms and pulling her back up where he could kiss her. "Too much," was all he said before rolling so that she was underneath him. "My turn." Jake felt like a starving man who had.