Ash and i dropped to my hands and knees. "So far so good." The blond kicked at me1 Pushed my head up with the toe of her boot. "Do you like my slaves?... I nodded yes. Knowing not to speak!Ms. Ash laughed! "Annette you are terrible.." Ms. Annette smiled "You young cunt lick your fathers asshole!" The younger man did as ordered without hesitation! I could hear hm slobber his fathers asshole! Moaning and enjoying himself. "Yes these cunts are Father and son" Ms. Annette broke out laughing! "Know. " I quickly said and she nodded with a friendly smile on her face and kept walking. I hurried down the hall to my locker that was surrounded with all the amazingly attractive grade 11 boys. I was always teased in grade 9 by my abnormally perfect large breasts by them, but they wouldn't do it rudely, kind of in a teasy funny way. But none of them could compare to the boy in my science class, Brandon Branker, who was the hottest, sexiest, most attactice guy in the whole school and he was also in. "Treason. Tampering with electronic communications. Identity fraud. We have a lot more, but that'll do to start," he snapped impatiently."I see," I said calmly. "Are you sure you don't have me confused with someone else?" You're John Joseph Heyward, are you not?" he demanded."No, sir, I am Jackson Edward Carstairs," I contradicted him. "I believe there are many who would attest to that." Whatever," he said dismissively. "Jack, it's finished. We have your fingerprints. Do you want to ride this. Then in, then out, gradually increasing the pace. Then I saw her shift, and I could tell from the way she raised her behind that she had probably put her face down to the floor, the better to cover her mouth with both hands, I assumed. And all the better for me, as it made her more accessible. I continued sliding the apple wedge in and out with my left hand and with my right hand grabbed the ends of the carrot sticks. I began to do the same thing with them in an alternating rhythm so that the.