I was 5’6” in height and had a weight of 60kg.I was slim and my hormones acted efficiently over my body, thus hips were kind of 30ish and waist 29...and breasts were 30b ????It was good for the time beingWhen I was in class x I was a lot sexual in nature, maybe due to hormones. I used to wear my uniform’s skirt in mid waist along with knee high socks making it a classy combo. Class x, I sat at one of the last benches of my classroom.I sat with a girl on one side, and on the other side with some. And he’d made no overt moves to show that he was interested in her; he’d been friendly, and he still watched her the way Alistair looked at cheese, but he’d done nothing else.But it was only ‘almost’ resigned. Every time she tried to quash the last tiny bit of pathetic hope that remained – the part that fostered silly daydreams of being rescued like a princess by a knight in shining armor – she’d catch his eye across the camp, and realise he’d clearly been watching her, his gaze dark and intent. As I'm closing the door, I hear you again. “Finally someone who understands I am the Master and my word is law. Not to be questioned or defied. Why won’t you get that?”I come out with just my leash, collar, and stilettos on. With the mood you're in, I figure less is best. You call me back in your bedroom. I come in only to come to a dead stop. There in the corner you have your wife tied up and gagged in the floor, absolute fear in her eyes. As shocked as I am, I can’t help but feel good about. He was big time nervous!It turned into one of the least enjoyable nine holes I'd ever played. And it had ended with him saying, as we were walking over towards the snack hut, that maybe it would be better if I just conceded now. 'Hell, why waste any more time kiddo, once I get ahead I'm unbeatable'.I had let him win the ninth to go one up. Even Emma had cringed when she heard his words."Clark just can't help himself," I told his wife."I'm just saying I won't hold you to our deal." A deals a.