Not now,' I thought."Now, Miss Armbuster?" Yes, Henry. Now! Or do you want to go to the principal?" No, ma'am."'Thank you, God, for making it go away....I couldn't stand the embarrassment,' I thought.I walked in front of Miss Armbuster's desk and turned toward the thirty some faces in our class. It was a short walk because I sat in the front row. The walk to the gas chamber is a short walk, too, and just as deadly. Most of my class mates stared at me with bored disinterest.However, Patty acted. Mom should have separated us when she caught us kissing in bed, shouldn't she? Then you wouldn't be in this mess, would you?" Mmmmmmmmmm!! F-Fuck Howie!! FUCK!!"He laughs as he pushes himself away from my ear and goes back to slamming my still swollen pussy. I can feel the knot growing in my stomach, the white hot heat burning inside me, begging for release. "Oh fuck! Oh Fuck, Howie, YES! Right there! Fuck me right there!! Fuck yes! Fuck me right there, Howie. Yeah...yeah...Harder! Faster!. ” “Who is this girl? I need to talk to her?” Off guard by the sudden turn of the questioning, a subdued look fell across Keyes face, as he got lost in thought; it instantly took the wind out of Bree’s sails. She sat back in her seat not daring to look at him now, only staring out the front window of the car. She hoped she hadn't offended him; they had been having so much fun. Maybe this was why she didn't have a boyfriend. She didn't know when to stop playing around. Keyes was surprised at the. Let's file that one away for later. My writing is a super intelligent process.So feel free to weigh in, most Constructive Reader, let me know what you do and don't like. Shoot me any ideas or directions you might have. They have certainly helped in the past and I welcome the interaction.Full disclosure; I am considering moving some of my writing to other online platforms. All open-access and free-to-read, of course. The stories published here will be my unwitting test material as I check out.