.“ I get to Sandra's and she has an attitude.. wants to know if you have talked with me.. She takes the money and tells me to come back here.. Doesn...t say why she wanted to talk.. so what the fuck's up?” I tried to not jerk her chain, so I turned and held her close, kissing her softly.“ Our plans have changed , and Sandra told me to fire you.” She tensed and tried to wiggle free of my grip, but I held her a little tighter.“ What the fuck for? I've been doing her a good job and the twins--” I. Being she was kind of young, Olivia wasn’t big breasted and as I felt on her little titties, I could feel that she did have something there, but wasn’t very well developed at all. Gently cupping her one breast, I moved to casually pull her hoodie up over her head. Olivia smiled and then as I got it over her head, she quickly pulled at her top, adjusting it. Tossing her hoodie on a nearby chair, I looked down at her chest and then immediately reached down and tried to undo the top button on her. Neither does playing with yourself. It's your body, and your life, so you do whatever you want with it." Are you defending them, or trying to make me feel better?" A little of both. But as I said, I don't know these girls. They don't talk to you, so they must be sluts," I laughed, and she did too. "Did you like it?" It hurt, and I liked it. Then it became kind of a ritual. Every time I felt frustrated, I'd do it. I hated myself, but I was horny as well… When it stopped hurting, I'd find. Despite having apparently done well on my eleven plus, I just didn’t see myself fitting into that mould.To my great relief, I found out on the first morning that I was in the same form as Peter and our friend Tommy, and that several of our classes were the same. Because of the large year-groups, they ranked us by ability for ‘core’ subjects, putting us into top set, second set and so on. No surprise that I was in the bottom set for Maths! Both Peter and I were in set one for English, and Peter.