They've fixed the main problem but I've got to take it back again in another couple of days. So much for fucking French engineering!" Indeed, my loc...lly-sourced Citroen had turned out to be a bit of a citron."Pfft! Always whingeing, you Little Englanders! Here, let me give you my number." He tore a page from a diary or some kind of French Filofax thing and scribbled away with a chewed blue BiC ballpoint pen. I took the paper from his beefy hand and gave him a sly wink.With indecent haste,. A crying."It's just not right, Lita," she sobs. "I had Pat. Pat had me. Now ... nobody." Brindy, that is wrong. I am not a substitute for Pat. Dave is not a substitute for Pat, but you have us."Sobs, as I held her in my arms. Brindy needs much. I finally get away to start the shower. We both get in together. I am very gentle as I wash her. I know it is supposed to be just washing – clinical – but it is Brindy and she is soft and ... but no.I wash myself quickly and we get out. I dry her, then. This continues from part 1 of this series “I Don’t Want The World, I Want You!” so if you haven’t read that yet, I recommend that you do before reading this. Enjoy...***...Adam didn’t keep him waiting any longer. He was satisfied that Harry was ready to be fucked. He firmly grasped Harry’s raging hard penis and jerked it up and down vigorously, feeling it twitch and throb in his warm hand. The two men shared a brief kiss before Adam hastily began pecking his way all the way down over Harry’s. I picked up a board-pen and shaking, drew what can only be described as anextremely poor likeness of my favourite teacher, with little love heartssurrounding it. The class suddenly became extremely interested in the lesson.Once again I felt the pinkness rising to my cheeks. ?Now, Lily, your attentionsare extremely sweet, but I really don?t think a relationship between a studentand a teacher is entirely appropriate. Do you?? Frozen to the spot I could onlygawp at him and the class in horror. In.