“Okay, everyone, I want at least a page, single spaced. I want you to write your best news story out of the information I have given you. If you mis...ed something, too bad. As reporters, you need to find a way to get the information you need and to make sure it is correct. I will read your stories in class, tomorrow. You have the rest of class to work on it. Thank you, and good luck.”Mr. Baird rechecked that his business shirt was properly tucked into his sans-a-belt slacks. It was a ‘nervous. Soon enough, I heard the sound of my dad's car leaving. I lay still, sobbing into the pillow. Suddenly, I felt a presence over my body. I knew it was Mr. Smith. I didn't move. I felt his hands plant themselves on the either side of my head and his knees in the either sides of my hips. He was directly above me, ready to have his way with my body once again. He lowered himself, rubbing his body against mine. I could feel his boner rubbing against my buttocks. He whispered into my ear "My slut is. .Didi aj se tumhi tension dur..Bahat dard sahalea tumne..Dekho ea hai mera dost …I m sure he will make u happy..Didi ne kaha …Sure….Can u make happy??? Really???…Mai ne bola ha..Asma k to dekho didi…Phir didi ne bola dekho mujhe didi mat bolo ..My name is riya..Jaise rakhi tumhae frnd bise aj se mai v tumhare frnd..Rakhi k mu se tumhare bare mai to suna hu..Aj khud test drive le leta hu..Pher riya has pari..Phir kuch time tak ek dusro k dekhte rahe..Pher riya boli chalo bed room mai. Bedroom. I crawl in beside you and position myself with my lips inches from the tip of your penis. My hands are aching to touch your skin and stroke you, but I want my lips to be the first thing that touch you. Slowly I move in, closing my eyes and planting a soft kiss on the head. I then allow my lips to widen and the tip of my tongue to just slip out from between my teeth. I lick the underside of the head of your cock, cupping my tongue just slightly to roll the tip against the ridge between your head.