"Here's your mp3 player.`I browsed through the songs, mostly popstars and boybands. I plugged insomme ears and listened to the music whilst reading in...an older copy ofthe Cosmogirl. An hour or so passed until Katie started talking again."I think I?m going to do your hair" Please Katie, I?m not a girl" Are you backtalking me?" Perhaps I'am"Katie didn't like my answer and pulled me over her knee, pulled down myjean and panty and started spanking me.WHACK WHACK WHACK"You're just a little. ''and for the next hour i fucked my tiny ass into a gaping hole, scared of his cock, so big so dark and full of large veinsi fucked on my toys thinking it would help me if we did it, looking at his pictureshe txted me after a while saying he was outsit on my bbc 7 inch toy bouncing , starting to want his real cock way too much ''im done in 20min, still want to see me?''''yes''and he called me i saw him open his cam he was outside alone smoking a cigarette''look boy i really like what i saw , i. My father, Luke Shay is a Brockton City policeman who doesn’t spend too much time at home and I honestly don’t blame him. My mother, Juanita Shay is the kind of person who could drive a dead man crazy. She’s a control freak. I’m just glad I finally got away from her. I feel bad for my pops. I think they’re headed for divorce. Hey, not everybody was meant to stick together, know what I mean? Personally, I’m not a believer in the whole marriage thing. Just don’t think some people are meant to. At best you'll have sucked one and maybe had one up you. It's your day, use it as you want. "Ok see you then"The day arrived. So did I at the place to meet. No boy, No replies. Gave it an hour, messaged him I was going home. Hadn't gone a mile, phone pinged. It was him. "sorry I'm really scared. I don't want to go back with you, but I know a place. It's a public toilet in a cemetery. If you take me there I'll meet you " Well that's me rock and a hard place. I don't do outdoor or cottaging. To.