A couple students and I recited our own poems. Mine rhymed about a daydreaming boy in military school missing his girlfriend amidst a football game wh... when suddenly holding the ball and being tackled awakes in anger and forgets the girl, her memory lost in revenge and the fun of playing. It attempted humor, and I appreciated the scattered laughter. When she began her poem, her head bent down as usual, she mumbled. The teacher asked her to speak louder. She began again. Her voice, soft and. “Er, would you like to come in and wait for Maisie in the warm?”“Thank you, we would love to,” Lyndsey smiled in return.They were ushered into the front room, the upholstery all reds and golds and clearly oriental in taste.“Please sit down, I will check on how Maisie is doing. Would you like any tea while you are waiting?”Lyndsey and Mason looked each other and shook their heads slightly, “No thank you Mr P,” Mason replied, “We have had just had tea with our breakfast at the hotel; we probably. Mere shak ab puri tarah khatam ho chukka tha. Or mein bhi do whisky ke peg piee. Or phir uske paas jaake use kiss kia. Usne mujhe bed pe leta dia aur mere land pe aake gand ghisane lagi mera land apni had se bahar jaane laga tha.Phir usne mere land ko sidha kiya usko apni chut pe focus kia aur baith gayi mujhe bhi bahut maja aa raha tha. Land sidha chut ke ander chala gaya. Aur vo dhire dhire upar niche hone lagi. Mera 8 inch ka land uski chut pura nigal rahi thi. Maine uske chuche pakde or. Well, I'd bloody well never forgive myself. Look lets find a quiet spot out in the garden where no one can hear us." Mark said looking around as if he was expecting someone to be watching us.Out in the sun, I followed Mark to a table well clear of any other that were in use."Look Kevin for all I know she could well tell the bugger where to go, but I've watched the prick for years and I know his MO. What's more he's very good at what he does." Mark who the fuck are you talking about and what in.