He answered the door in jeans, a t-shirt and old sandals. He made some lame-ass excuse that he was playing volleyball with friends. He needed to showe... and would be ready in thirty minutes.I could see a bottle of booze on the counter. I figured he probably had one when he got home. Offering me one before he dashed into his bedroom, I moved over to a chair by a window that overlooked a nice park.I was sort of pissed he wasn't ready. I sipped the drink... very very slowly. Back then my drinking. There's not an elementary or preschool at our institution for us toeven think of those as options. I looked at the transcripts your Momfaxed us over the weekend and I think you would normally be listed as asophomore on entry to our school." I have to go back two grades?" I groaned."Would it be better to go ahead and have her be in the junior high?"Mom asked. I glared at her as she was not helping!Mrs. Carson said, "Maybe, but I think the high school level is whereall of her classes will be, so. He must have thought I was going to pull away and not go through with it. He grabbed me by the hair and forced my head down. His cock went right down my throat I could not breathe and tears were running down my face as I gasped for air. He almost released my head as he pulled his cock back out, but I was soon gasping again. I had sucked several guys off before, but I was always in control. This made me realise "All I am is a hole for his cock to fuck". He continued fucking my face like that. "I catch a glimpse of something silvery and egg-shaped before my head isjerked around to face my former classmate."Are you ready, ma'am?" asks Pug Face.Ruth looks me up and down with undisguised contempt."As ready as I'll ever be."Ma'am?Who do they think she is? What the hell's going on?She pulls a revolver from her inside pocket and points it straight at mygroin. When she releases the safety catch I'm as close to wetting myselfas I've been since my mother taught me how to use a potty.Her aim.