”“Anyway, I heard he was going over to East Matucket. I don’t know about the other guys, but they weren’t in school, either.”We chatted for ... few minutes more, and then she went over my assignments. She was going to leave my books with me, but doing my homework was going to be a problem. I was right-handed, and my right arm had fiberglass and splints on it all the way down to the fingernails! How I was going to take tests or quizzes I had no idea! Kelly offered to write for me, and she had a. And I've been lickin' 'em and suckin' 'em and bouncin' up and down on 'em ever since :-) I suppose my love of being gangbanged and making guys cum on my birthday all began on the eve of my 14th...It was a hot night in June and I had invited about 20 friends to a backyard birthday party sleepover. 14 of my best buddies showed up. I had blown most of them and had even been fucked by 5. After my mom and dad had fallen asleep, I put on a pair of my mom's silky, black stockings, her lacy black. I go to church all the time now, just to embarrass my parents. It's my way of getting back at them for sending me to that camp.Do I sound bitter? Not at all. Nope. I'm just having some fun with it.Oh, the camp? Yeah. That's what you asked about, isn't it, O?I'll smut it up if you want. Let me know. Then you can blast it out to the smutverse if you want. I think your friends would like it. The sweet part of the deal is that no one will take it seriously.Mom is fucking retarded. She thinks she. I stopped myself, but he must have sensed something because he leaned closer, and pushed a strand of damp hair away from my face. This gesture was so tender that I once more had to fight not to just fall into his arms. He was a stranger after all! ‘You need to get these wet clothes off,’ he explained, ‘or you will become ill.’ Amazingly and uncharacteristically, whilst looking into those green eyes, I raised both arms in readiness for my t-shirt to be peeled off. I let him remove my t-shirt,.