"We've got a problem, Mick. Can you back me up in a scrap?"I slammed my lunch tray down onto the table and he grabbed one of my French fries."You even...have to ask?" It seems a certain T.M. has been writing graffiti about Charlotte and I all over the school, by the phones, in the bathroom stalls, on the back doors. It's everywhere." T.M.?" I kicked his ass last week in the hallway. He'd been insulting Charlotte, so I punched him out." Trevor Miller?" Yeah. Now he's got shit scribbled all over. Used by the cleaning staff to scrub the walls, no doubt, but it had a smooth plastic handle about a half an inch around and more than long enough to do the job.Abruptly, Anne rolled over and turned to cover Sarah's body with her own, pressing her full breasts against Sarah's and drawing her into a deep, French kiss – all the while preparing to fuck Sarah's tight, hole with the plastic phallus she had found. Anne kissed her she had before, passionately and deeply. Sarah no longer resisted the. It is during the summer months and Bob has had a work accident which means he is immobilised in plaster. Gardening has become a difficulty however, he asks the lads to help out. All summer long they have worked when needed to keep his garden tidy and neat. Often stripped to the waist under the hot sun they work tirelessly while being closely watched by Karen. Another more surreptitious watcher is her mother Izzy. She lounges on the patio sunning herself and hiding her eyes behind large dark. Her body was curvaceous, yet toned. She possessed long legs, an inviting hip, thin waist, and large breasts that seemed to perfect to not be made by magic."I've heard you had a job for me Ivy," Lillian said smoothing out the crease in her tight, dark grey outfit which only seemed to draw attention to her curves."Yes, and don't look so apprehensive about it. I know you've left the house, even though a good number of patrons still ask about you. This new job requires your new skills as a thief.".