She was still wearing her panties. 'Can I take these off? I asked, lifting the thin fabric. She nodded. I kneeled up and began to ease them down her l...gs. Thus revealed was the other reason she was so pale. Above the triangle at the top of her legs was a soft, luscious growth of russet coloured curls but her hair was brown. 'You're a redhead.' I said softly. I didn't mean to, it sounded too critical. 'He made me colour my hair. Said I stood out too much with my coloured hair.' She explained. I. I was too tired. Too, stressed. I burst into tears and fell into his arms. He whispered comforting things into my hair. He kissed my forehead, and wrapped me tight. "Come here," he said, leading me over to the couch. He sat down and led me down as well. I settled with my head on his lap, and his arm around me. Charles pulled a blanket over me and we decided to watch a movie. We decided on a romantic movie, one we hadn't seen before. About half way through the movie, I turned to lay on my back,. I'm 19 years old. I often share my personal problems with my cousin Gary.He's just sixteen but he's a lot smarter and mature than the other guys of same age.I told him my problem on phone,that i was sitting in my science class,and i noticed that my teacher,Mr. Collins have a buldge on his pants,his cock was hard and i was really aroused,the whole 50 minutes of class i was thinking how big is it?Is it veiny?7" i guess?How would it taste like?I was very disturbed from these thoughts so i shared. Yeah, we were in Ajax. Gina pulled up into a nice neighbourhood and parked in the driveway. Gina and I stepped out of the car, and she welcomed me inside. The house looked really nice. Painted white and brown, with a nice yard. Folks in Ajax are really living it up. Quite a few Jamaicans live in Ajax. Haitians prefer the Greater Toronto Area itself and the suburb of Brampton. The house was beautifully decorated. I saw a portrait of Jean-Jacques Dessalines, the First Emperor of the Republic of.