It got better when I got my driver’s license but I still did not have a girlfriend.Since I was held back a year before Kindergarten, I was 18 before...the start of Senior Year. Senior year was supposed to be a breeze, until I found out who my English teacher was for that year, Miss Dunnegan. Her class was known to be one of the hardest at the school.Past students have said she assigned hours of homework everyday and the tests were impossible. With English being my worst class, I knew this year. I jumped to the left, evading his rifle that was raising to aim again. I dodged again, and ran towards him as fast as I could. I saw his face as I grew nearer, twisted into a snarl. Instantly I was filled with rage for the murder of my brother.Before he could bring his rifle to aim again, I was already too close. I descended on him, jaws wide, and ripped out his throat. My large, furry body landing against him sent him flying to the ground, sputtering and choking on his own blood. I stood and. ” He moaned closing his eyes half way and pushing me against the wall again. His tongue and moans both filling my mouth as I kept squeezing and rubbing his cock. “Ah fuck Adam.” I moaned getting deeper and deeper into the kiss. His hand traveling down my chest unzipping my Hoodie then slipping his hand under my shirt finding my nipple and squeezing it. I moaned loud feeling my cock pulse in my jeans. I felt Adam’s other hand start to open my jeans as he broke our kiss; focusing more on getting. He was without his bodyguard who had been banished to a cheap hotel somewhere in Patpong, the red light district. The bodyguard wasn't unhappy with the arrangement. As usual, a thick bundle of Thai baht made sure the bodyguard would give Jefri's father a favourable report regarding Jefri's stay in Bangkok. The bodyguard was expected to give Jefri's father a detailed report on Jefri's behaviour. The bribe ensured Jefri would be able to enjoy the fleshpots of Bangkok without his father being told.