It's a fact. The more gorgeous they are, the sweeter their cum tastes. Every night I roam the dark lit streets searching. Sniffing the air for the s...ell of sexual heat and young hot hormones. Searching for that special someone that I could feed off and you never know one day, someone I could love. I have never met anyone yet who had the same sexual desires and stamina as I do. I just rounded the corner of the night club district about to give up on the search for this night, and that is. I’m sure you’d like to read about a shower room full of naked cheerleaders and maybe I’ll get around to that, but not right now. The school had four thousand students in grades nine through twelve, so I expect it’s obvious I taught at a public school. I had only eleventh and twelfth grade English, with an emphasis on the above average students, which suited me perfectly. I liked boys and girls who could think for themselves and who could express what they think. I liked my adults that way, too,. Jerry didn’t greet them, but went to the back of the truck to remove his toolbox. Martin came over to see what he was doing. When he reached the shade of the tree, he stopped and asked, “What are you doing?”“Fixing my truck.”“Nice toolbox.”“Thanks,” replied Jerry as he glanced down at it. The tools were the only things that were his throughout his marriage. Everything else belonged to the others in the family. It was the family television, the family house, and the family pet. The dog had died. .spanks them”. “No way”, I said, “no woman is spanking me”. “You were the one who kept on about learning to swim and you promised to go along and try hard, and on that basis I’ve said yes and paid. So you will go. You were right, it really is time that you could swim”. When I started to argue again she told me that I’d have to explain to my father if I was going to waste their money and refuse to go. That stopped me in my tracks because I knew he’d probably cane me too for being so.