It's been brought to my attention that you have been spreading a rumor about A male student. Mr Carney. Teddy? Betty asked. Yes Beatrice, Thats the st...dent. How the fuck Did she know I wondered. No mistress Mitchell I havent. So your saying that my source is a liar, And you didnt tell the other girls Mr Carney had a small penis.Yes Mistress Mitchell. Your lieing Beatrice, The person I recieved this information has been a trusted confidante and friend who has nothing to gain by telling a lie. Not since meeting Dag.No respiteSomething was thudding in my head. I covered it with a pillow and demanded that I go back to sleep. Then the ringing. My stupid cellphone. I struggled out of sleep and finally got the MF thing to my ear.“Deb,” Jordan Grant said in my ear. “Are you home?”“Yeah, of course,” I answered muzzily. “Where else would I be?”“Come to the door then. We’ve been knocking forever.” The pounding in my head. It was the door. I looked at myself in a mirror and hastily pulled on a. Sometimes when I'm alone in bed I would remember that night and would use it as frigging material. I would plunge my vibrator into my wet pussy while I fantasised that I had let them do all sorts of disgusting things to my body while my husband watched us from the front seat.My husband was going to be away for the week on a course and I was all alone, so I rang Mel up to see if she wanted to go out shopping for the afternoon, she only works mornings, and perhaps stay over to keep me. (They all are, I guess.)When the guy helped the girl up to get her onto her back, I got the shock of my life - the girl looked just like my sister Angie, from the willowy auburn hair down to the pouting lips, natural eyebrows, and small nose. My body literally spasmed in shock because I couldn't separate Angie from the images I was seeing.Frozen in rapt fascination, I watched as the guy went for a quick taste of the girl's nipples and pussy before finally allowing her to place his monster penis.