'"Fuck yes, these are perfect, Melinda. Are you gonna slap me if I say they're better than Alexis'?" No, but I should, fucker," I branded him again, b...fore pushing my jugs to his face. "Now feel them on your hairy face too. I want you to tickle them with all that facial hair, you bastard." Enough!" he shouted, bringing his head up. "I'm fucking sorry, it was a shitty move on my part, but if you can't get over it, then get the fuck off me." You got it," I replied, getting off him.I grabbed my. “What sounds good to eat?” I asked. “I’ll make breakfast, it’s only fair.” “Surprise me.” She said. “I’ll eat just about anything.” “Would you have anything I could wear, a robe or a nightshirt?” She asked. “No robe.” I said. “I don’t normally wear anything when I’m here alone.” “I could see if I have a tee shirt big enough to be useful.” “You’re a nudist?” She asked. “No, Hell no!” I retorted. “I don’t go outside, or have any desire for strange people to see me, nor do I want to see them.”. Fate had it that she would become my English teacher.Every day, she would walk into class clad in a transparent,figure-hugging blouse and a miniskirt which ended at least 2 palms above her knee. As she taught essay writing on the board using a marker , me and my friends would be unzipping our pants and masturbating under the table. For us, our hands worked more in stroking our dicks during English class than they did on writing essays. Every time she did her rounds, we would quickly zip. She jumped up asking, “ who’s there?” “Hey it’s me Tony, don’t you remember that I called you, telling you that I was on my way over to drop off these papers to Rusty.” I said to her.“Oh oh yea sorry I forgot.” She replied back to me.I took the papers and threw them on Rusty’s desk. I went back and sat down next to Stacey.She was sipping on a glass of wine trying to unwind, I could see that she was upset. “Hey what is the matter?” I ask her. She just shook her head. So I sat there.