Alles war bedeckt von dem rotbraunen Schlamm, der noch vor einer Stunde heißer, trockener Staub gewesen war.In der Panik hatte sie ihren Rucksack ver...oren. Immer wieder schrammte sie an Dornengestrüpp vorbei. Sie ächzte auf, wann immer das harte Gehölz sich wie Stacheldraht in ihre Haut bohrte, doch die Peitschenschläge des Himmels trieben sie weiter, weiter zwischen die schroffen, weißen Felsen, die wie verdorrte Knochen in den Himmel ragten. Sie hoffte irgendwo Schutz zu finden, hoffte auf. ....", faselte Marc."Doch, Marc, das bist du", lachte Petra, "aber Marc ist kein richtigerName mehr f?r dich, das siehst du doch ein, oder? Du hei?t ab jetztMarcy!" Na dann komm, Marcy", befahl Birgit und deutete zur Flurt?r.Immer noch sehr unsicher st?ckelte Marc den Flur entlang und konnte sichdabei im gro?en Spiegel bewundern. Der Anblick war atemberaubend.Provozierend streckte er sein schwarzbestrumpftes Bein nach vorn,bewegte seinen Kopf hin und her und beobachtete aufmerksam die Wirkungin. Her hands run up and down his back making scratch marks as they go. This drove his passion even harder for this blonde haired vixen. He knew he wanted her for his and would make her feel it when her made love to her on his Harley. His lips burned her skin as he made her feel nervous and excited all at the same time. She had never felt like this with anyone before and her heart was lost as he loved her body. She knew she would never go back to her old life, but everything happens for a reason.. Shit! Mr. Hardown turned around and ran back to his car. He sat in his vehicle until he became calm, and his dick became limp again. Yes, Courtney was his favorite student, but Jenna was giving her best friend a serious run for her money. Throughout the night, Mr. Hardown conversed with a bunch of people that knew Jenna, hoping to get some dirt on her. Unfortunately, he was unsuccessful. Meanwhile, Roughton's football team had a night for the ages. They lost 63-0. At home. To a team that was.