”He pulled out, pulled up his boxers, and re-zipped his trousers so fast I couldn’t comprehend it. I stared in horror. He was going to leave me li...e this!“Now you know how I feel every morning.” He winked slyly, and made for the door.“No! Please, Richard! Sir, I mean, please, Mr. Starling!” “Oh I couldn’t leave you, you stupid thing.” He turned back around and laughed cruelly at my hurt and upset face. At the same time, though, he was soft and charming and oh, so sexy.Once more, I pulled open. " With that she got up off the bed, and walked over to Francine, planting a big kiss on her lips.Francine swooned in her arms. "Oh my God. I've never kissed a girl before, but I don't care right now. That feels good. Don’t stop.”Lena resumed her kiss, unbuttoning Francine's blouse, then kissing down her neck, over her clavicle, and down to her generous breasts as she reached back and unbuttoned her bra. She took one nipple, then the other in her mouth, slurping loudly as she did so.Like her. He had already said goodnight to his parents who had retreated into their bedroom and said a small "Night!" through his sister's impenetrable bedroom door with the customary silent response. Opening his bedroom door he immediately noticed that his desk chair was not where he'd left it.Thinking nothing of it he proceeded to sit at his desk and opened his laptop deciding what he was to watch tonight: he had a wide library to choose from. It was the colour of the note which first stood out. A pale. I mean they took us places when our real parents were busy. We could go over to their house and it was just like our second home. Carol and Mr. Robert were their names. Every now and then Mr. Robert would drink a little to much, but other than that they were perfect. Well then hit my birthday. Carol and Mr. Robert wanted to have a little party for me. So I went there on the Saturday after my birthday. They had got me some presents and a cake. They even had beer. I guess for them it was a big.