No homework..no stupid teachers oooh how I would love it. I didnt want to go school the next day because I had so much homework due and knew it would ...ake all night to get done if I started then. So I told my mum and dad I wasn't well and pulled it off..I was such a good actor. Next morning I woke up and mum and dad had gone work so it was just me and my play station all day. Then my sister knocked on the door and walked in she said " listen up akshay I have to stay home and look after you so. Let me see some flesh.” Alice was embarrassed but hurriedly undid the buttons of her dress andshrugged the dress off her shoulders. “The bra now, sweetheart, come on.” Joan commanded. Alice undid the rear clip and allowed the bra to fall forwards. Herbreasts spilled out and Joan whistled admiringly through her teeth. “They’re fine tits, Alice. Make the nipples stand up. Come on, playwith your tits and show me how big you can make your nipples. I like. (Don’t tell my parents, though, they have no idea I wasn’t blowing along with the other students… they still have all our recitals recorded!) Tuesdays and Thursdays, I’d spend the night in Kura and Lucy’s room, which was in a separate dorm, right next-door to our own. Neither was separated by gender, it was just luck of the draw where we lowly freshmen ended up. Weeks passed with hardly any changes, the four of us and our other friends would party during the weekends, get our work done during. This is intelligence, every movement, every kiss has a thought behind it, intensity like you’ve never experienced, an association or a longing for discovery. Gone are the deep conversations of earlier this evening, gone are the laughs until you cry, the smiles, the mocking, the teasing. This is a blistering, solid intensity, this is serious, and real, and powerful, with the ability to furrow somewhere deep inside you, to hook onto a little piece of you and take hold. This is romance, in its.