I was going to be a short, half-Cuban,invisible ugly girl that nobody cared about.Maybe I could still play sports or something. I could be one of thos...cool "sporty" girls that didn't have to be hot to be popular. TheVasquez type. I might be too short to play basketball, though. Probablyeven on the girls' team. I went outside the other day and took a coupleof unsuccessful shots at my practice goal. It seemed so high up comparedto when I was a tall guy. There were some other girls sports at my. So fucking sexy! I heart was pounding out of my chest, my hard cock straining against the inside of my pants. At the top top of the stairs, she stopped, put one leg on the top step and finally showed it to me. Her beautiful lady cock. She pushed down on her cock and showed me her big beautiful dick and shaved balls. She was hard already also! I looked on until my lust took over.I rushed up the stairs and kneeled behind her. I shoved my face into her opening and licked and tasted her sweet. The trip had well and truly begun.Eventually, after a long but reasonably uneventful journey, the coach pulled into the hotel at about 5 pm French time.The first task was to sort the pupils into their rooms which were all off one long corridor on the first floor. The rooms held four or five pupils and at each end of the corridor were rooms for staff, each having two members of staff. Fortunately this year there was an extra room, so Mr Smith and Mr Watts had a room each to themselves.The first. As he rounded the corner into his street he saw the fire engines outside a house near his, the top of the house was all blackened and gutted by a fire, he hoped nobody had been hurt, he knew the family, 12 year old Mandy was a cheeky brat but liked her mum had died a few years ago so Mandy was brought up by her dad. Mark went into his house all was quiet so he got a drink and went to his room, he found the dim night light was on he thought he must have forgot to switch it off, he stripped off.