I was always on the curvy side, never fat but always had curves. I had a butt most girls envied and tits that were every mans wet dream. 38DDD to be e...act. Now, my stomach was flat, and almost concave since I was eating very little. No appetite with the amount of stress. Shaking my head I stepped into the showers stream and let the warm water caress me.He snuck into the apartment then, his face covered in a ski mask and dressed all in black. You see, this girl, Jessica, had a habit of giving. “Well I bloody know that!” I replied, guiltily wanting more.I turned towards Mark, more out of curiosity than anything and noticed Jilly bobbing up and down in a rhythmic action that could only be sexual, I suddenly heard her gasps and cries for more, more , more. I felt Mandy`s fingers softly take hold of my penis under the water.“Oh Daddy you are so big compared to” and Mandy ended the sentence there.“No go on compared to whom?” I enquired, hoping not to sound too strict and Fatherly.“Oh. Uski choot pe poore baal the par aisa lag raha tha ke woh abhi kunwari hi hai.Maine usse poocha ke, “Pehle lund chakha hai teri choot ne?” To sharma ke boli, “Nahi abhi main poori kunwari hun.” Bas ab kya tha? Maine poora plan kar liya tha ke aaj isey jarur chodunga.Us time mummy ghar pe thi aur woh job karti thi to kuch der baad unhe office jaana tha. Main bhi ready hoke college ke liye nikal gaya. Par jaane se pehle Chabili ko bola ke 11 baje aa jana. “Aaj tujhe poori masti karaunga.”Main. “FUCK!” Gunter yelled. Everyone fucking knew. Everyone knew the fucking Navy puke had beat him. How could they have not heard the fucking dick catcher had sucker punched him both times? It must have been fucking Dunning. Or maybe Robicheaux. One of those goddamn pissants was spreading fucking rumors. Well, he’d deal with their fucking asses, too.As his walk went on, he started stalking through the halls, his arms akimbo and his face simply daring someone to even look at him. Most just gave him.