About 20 minutes into class there is a knock on the door. Mr. Dunken signals for one of the students to go see who's at the door. A girl near the door...begrudgingly gets up and answers it. One of the school counselors, Mrs. Adams, walks into the room with a girl you don't recognize. While Mr. Dunken and Mrs. Adams talk you check her out but you can't see much from the back of the room. You can see she's got dark purple, almost black, hair and she's wearing a deep red skirt with a tight-fitting. .. sh... ohhhh... oh god Lindy please..... sto.... oh godddd... d... don't stop..."“I love that don't you daddy? I told her she was gonna be my wife and bitch while you were away, and that she'll do whatever I say cuz she knows she can't get enough of my pussy or tongue. Mommy really is a huge slut daddy. Is it any wonder I turned out this way? I spent all night fucking my horny mother daddy.... I ate her pussy, she ate mine, as I shoved ten anal beads up her ass... I couldn't believe she took. There were photo's from university, groups in the union, I recognised Geoff as a young man hiking. Photo's of Summer Balls with, it seemed, different girls. I found I knew some of their names and remembered what we did together, though I did not always tell Ann what it was we did! Then some of graduation with my proud parents."You know," said Ann, as we broke for lunch, a salad she'd made earlier, "Ordinary people, people like me, we don't remember everything or everyone, or even most of the. Momentarily lost in my carnal daydream, I hadn't noticed Katie's skivvies floating on the surface near my arm, tickling my bicep. I flinched a bit before looking down and realizing what it was, which caught Ian's attention. "What you got there?" he sneered, his eyes investigating my find. Compelled by some inexplicable madness, and perhaps by my raging hard-on, I fetched the delicate fabric, producing the treasure for all to see. "Why Katie, you naughty girl you," I said holding them high over.