I ain't never seen a boy in panties before. I bet your cute little ass looks pretty good in girl's underwear."There was a moment of silence and then t...e sound of flesh slapping flesh. Jimmie gasped and Gary snarled, "Do what you're fucking told, pussy."I heard the rustling of cloth. Then I heard laughter and a few derogatory remarks as Jimmie pulled his pants down for the amusement of the others.Just before Jeff filled my mouth with the first load of bitter cum of the day, Tony chuckled and. We were heading to English, a class so dull and boring that the two hours we sat there either resulted in a full re-application of make up or a proper gossiping session. When we entered the room all our classmates were sitting talking between themselves, the teacher sat at his desk looking like he was thinking of 101 ways to kill himself. He only looked up slightly as we passed his desk, the smallest of smiles greeting us. Mr. Matthews wasn't really much older than me, he was quite a young. They studied their roles and rehearsed their parts without questioning the rhyme or reason. Dorothy seemed to know what she was talking about. She, at least, had confidence of success - success being defined as getting Pam naked and willing to get fucked. Willing to get knocked up seemed like pie in the sky to the Bagwell Boys, but that was success as defined by Dorothy. They were willing to humor her if that was what it took to get her working toward that goal. Better to aim high and fall. I applied my imported perfume, got myself ready and came back in the room.There he was, my hunter for the day, gazing at me as I stood by the wall looking at him. He walked up and came near me and started kissing me on my neck, face, lips, and shoulders. He kneeled down and started kissing on my belly. He was biting and licking it. I was enjoying it.He started to unwrap my saree. He threw it away, unhooked my blouse and took off my petticoat. He knelt down and kept my leg on his shoulder and.