She laughed and laughed and said how innocent and stupid I am and said that you will remember always in your life and said that when she come tomorrow...for lunch she will have it as tomorrow was Saturday and our school is closed as we have 5 day week school and asked me not to clean it before coming to her house.Next day I was waiting for lunch time and was thinking the possibilities of how she will have it. I saw her coming and when she unlocked her house I ran to her and she first asked me. Anyway when I had enough breath to answer I told her that I had no idea what fisting was unless it was a way of fighting."Well Irene, my love... I'm going to show you or really, you'll show me. I want you to fist me." But how?" At that moment I was more interested in sleeping than any other activity."You're going to put your hand... all of it... up inside my pussy," and she grabbed my hand that was lying limply by my side. (All of me was limp after what she'd done to me.) She ran her hot tongue. I found out most of them were married themselves but Icould tell by the look in their eyes they didn’t care.They finally let me go – with promises of a dance ortwo with each of them – and gave me my name tag. Iwent in the main room, it was decorated with an 80stheme with 80s music blaring. I didn’t care. The 80swere the best. I ran into a lot of guys who had been geeks back inhigh school who were now even bigger geeks [withbombshell wives on their arms]. I ran into jocks. I should really go, she said. Whats the alternative? A trashy movie and a few extra hours in the gym? Yeah, sure I respond. Sounds like fun.I'm waiting outside when her taxi shows up, snug black t shirt with horizontal slits across the front that leave just enough to the imagination, black stonewashed tight jeans that hug my firm ass, strapy six inch steel spiked heels. I'm out to steal some hearts tonight. The black cab door swings open and I pause just a second to check out Sarah. I'm not the.