Early on my mother tried to make me feel important by telling me that with my father gone, I was now the "man of the house". The problem was, that usu...lly meant I was relegated to taking out the garbage, keeping the leaves raked and the lawn mowed. And worse, usually a lot of good-natured teasing from my sisters, including my twin sister Jackie as far as my early-on manhood went.As I grew older and began to take on a more and more masculine appearance, and less and less of the little boy, that. "And your house being empty, means we can do this easily. We're all working, so how about Sunday afternoon?" It hit me like a bullet. This is what my fiction had caused. I was not ready for this, but I could hardly back down. What excuse could I make? I was genuinely worried about the consequences. I knew Pat, and being naked, just with her, was vulnerable enough, as exciting as it had been - but extending this to a group of females, none of whom I knew, and over whom I had no control in terms. My cock long before poked through the hole of my loose boxers so when your nimble fingers undo the zipper of my pants, my cock springs free and the fleshy tube presses into your hand. I moan aloud as your fingers encircle and squeeze me hard, and slid up from base to head. I have to shudder as a most delicious pleasure courses through me. Your pressure releases a little, sliding back down. My hand rises up to feel your heavy, firm breast and its warm and supple to my touch, and your tweaking. Be honest. What do you make?”Teacher Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, “You want to know what I make?(She paused for a second, then began... )“Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor winner.I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can’t make them sit for 5 min. without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental.You want to know what I make?(She paused again and looked.
Read MoreFor some reason it didn't bother her. For that matter nothing did anymore. Wryly, she realized that for several years now, she'd been existing ... or,
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