Some of Jack Frost’s handiwork covered the window and the streetlight looked like a refracted halo. I scraped some of the ice away, and could see bi... puffy snowflakes and about two inches of snow on the ground. I think its pristine whiteness is enchanting. Some of our neighbors go all the way out and have many Christmas lights. The white blanket reflected a holiday spectrum of colors, red, green, and gold. For a moment, I forgot about being depressed on Christmas EveI finished the eggnog,. Again, I'm not allowed tocross my legs in class but must keep my knees and feet locked togetherall through each lesson. It used to hurt a lot, but now I'm more usedto it but I still have to concentrate.Gym takes up one lesson and, like all the girls, it's a change intoleotard and tights with ballet shoes where we do dancing andexercising. Afterwards we all shower and dry off before returning toclassroom activities. No-one takes any notice whatsoever of my chastitydevice although it can be seen. I pulled out of her pussy. I flipped her over and came on her tits. “Now, I’m going to fuck Nickole.” Nickole spread her legs and smiled. I put myself into what looked like a pushup position. I thrust my groin down and into the second pussy of the day. I discovered that Nickole wasn’t a virgin, but whoever deflowered her had a shorter and thinner cock than I did, because she was still tight. I moved in and out faster in her than I did in Alana because she was already deflowered. I leaned down. ‘I tried wearing sex clothes, walking around naked, playing around with him in our bedroom and in public but still nothing. And I ‘m pretty sure he’s having an affair.’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that.’ I said. ‘He’s an idiot for not appreciating what he has.’ I gave Lynne a warm, sincere supportive hug. She sobbed on my shoulder. Her hair rubbed against my cheek. It felt like satin. She seemed to exude pheromones that were making my head swim and I started getting that familiar stirring in my pants. I.