He sighed and wandered into the lounge. His phone was on the coffee table but his clothes, along with his underwear, money and bus ticket, were nowher... in sight. Thomas sent a text to his mother and looked at the clothes Sera had left for him. The trousers weren't too loose, but they sat low on his hips, he felt odd without boxers, having not gone without since that fateful day when Sera has found him in the Grange. The boots, black also, were a fairly good fit. Thomas sighed when he saw the. " OK, OK, I just hope you're in a better mood in the morning." Fat chance. I'll be in a better mood when I can be with Jim again."That was the last thing we said that night, and when I woke up in the morning she was already up and gone. I showered quickly and went down to the coffee shop. I found all three of them sitting around a table, Jim with a girl on each side of him. The girls were giving each other looks across the table, and their looks didn't seem too friendly. I tried to come up with. I led her over to my packing desk and she leant against it. She pulled up her skirt to reveal her stocking tops and little black lace panties and I made her lean backwards onto the desk and I lifted up her legs and stood between them. I ran the flat on my hand over her lace covered pubis and she gave a little moan. I looked into her eyes and I knew that she was ready for me and when I slipped my hand down between her legs, her panties were damp and she gave another moan as my hand rubbed. Except, I am a virgin - again, thanks to my fucking step-mother. No matter how much porn I sneaked to watch in the home computer when my parents weren't home, or how hard I concentrated on the fantasy of having sex with her, I would never know what its like to fuck. Another disappointment of my life.I need to see Mrs. Okemda's ass now, before I begin to feel too sorry for myself. The first period school bell rings out for the last time. She is late! That never happens! So much for that fantasy..