It runs in the family. Genetics." "Oh! I'm sorry to hear that. Or glad, I suppose. And before the Knights?" "Don't ask. I'd rather not talk about it. ...he records will explain everything, I'm sure."*** The girl looked again at Alex Dey's school schedule. It was also Alex Knight's. She had made sure of that. (She pulled the dark glasses out of their special hiding place under his shirts, underneath the left armpit.) She had 'photographed' his schedule when the VP'ed laid his packet of papers. Nature has a way of educating each of us as to what our bodies are capable off, that day in the park made me aware of the pleasure and of the opium induced dreamlike state you get when you cum, and cumming was my opium, it became my d**g, so you can imagine how happy I was to realize grown men found pleasure in my company, and I in feeling their cocks and making them shoot at will.I became a regular caller to the bowling green after school, where I was invited to make tea, and show my white. ’Jaylee kept her eyes raised, scarcely daring to look. Even as the trio circled her, gazing on every detail like hungry gallery attendees, she saw them with peripheral vision only. There was May from Cherry’s art collective–slender Chinese-American with striking eyes; polite but reserved, although neither right now. The athletic blonde with the sculpted tomboy cut… Jaylee knew her from Cherry’s recent exhibit–Emily? Erica?–where the girl had checked her out brazenly over a champagne flute.. " And he held onto her tightly and lifted her chin in his strong hands and kissed her soft mouth. He kissed each tear away then he lay there on her bare breasts not saying a word, just breathing. They lay there for the longest time like that then he got up and said, "Let me see the damage." And he spread her legs apart gently and saw the blood on her beautiful white skirt. Dripping down the back of her thighs. He stuck out his tongue and cleaned the blood from her."Your beautiful skirt Yolanda,.