He grabbed Joanne’s arm. ‘Is that any way to talk to the man who’s give you all kinds of goodies?’ ‘All you’re going to do is make me puke...’ Joanne retorted. ‘Let go of me and get out of here while you still can!’ She tried to pull her arm out of the brute’s grasp. Bruno tried to pull her into his arms, but Joanne managed to get her arm out of his grip and backed away from him. ‘Don’t do this,’ she said. ‘Just go away and let us alone.’ ‘Hey, you’re actin’ like you got some say in this,’ Bruno. JJ moved into one of the lower class areas on the outskirts of town around the start of 7th grade. Nobody except the administration knew much about him, and nobody, even Katie knew if JJ where initials or his first name, he never answered when asked and the teachers always called him by JJ. When JJ came to the first day of class’s that year they shared a home room and found out that the schedule of class’s they had where almost identical. They even where excused from phys-ed , her for a blood. On her feet before him she stood with a satisfied look on her face. The pose, looking down at the floor, gave her the look of a chastened school girl. ‘What do you say now?’ He asked. ‘Thank you sir, thank you for spanking your naughty Honey.’ She said with an impish grin on her face. ‘Go get some ointment from the bathroom and I’ll sooth that sore bottom of yours.’ He told her. He sat back on the sofa amused at the way she was progressing. He wondered why she had started calling herself. I could have spent a good half hour with my cock in her mouth, but eventually, Fiona decided that it was time to move on, slowly released me and rose to her feet. As her face became more level with mine, I could see from her expression that I wasn’t the only one her ministrations had massively affected.Her eyes sparkled and her body simply exuded arousal. She backed away until her buttocks were pressed against the edge of the kitchen table, her eyes fixed on mine all the time. I followed.