I am not good at expressing things as u guys do. Don’t mind, but do comment maybe some section of people may like it well it starts like this. I am ...ome sort of shy type . i never spoke to my classmates(i mean gals) just hi and bye type. not that i am interested. i used to chat a lot with my school finds but coming to clg many factors affect my interests ( lecturers, my bla bla gang, their comments. I used to be away from gals.Don’t want to mess up one day I got a call from an unknown num. a. " she added as Sarah obediently slipped her skirt off."It's Magnetic," Martha explained, "powerful magnets in the feet and head, thats why it stands up on metal, OK" she asked as she slid the locker shut.The scenario was beginning to excite Sarah, usually she was in charge but this was like being an office junior or at school again and she had to admit, rather fun.Martha helped Sarah to pull the boots on and suggested Sarah try the catwalk, "I want you to model the bra and panties set anyway,. Without even knowing it, this is what you have done by simply being you. Just as you are. You're a very powerful man.I feel your breathe, warm against my lips. My tongue dances across my lips, hungry, starving for you. Still falling deeper, drawn deeper and further. A small whimper escapes my mouth. My whole body is alive. Must taste you. Must feel your tongue. Your lips, so hungry. My lips part, tongue running along the bottom of my teeth. No space separates us and I'm still lost in your eyes.. I think I can seduce her.”“Do you like girls?” I asked.“Well, you’re the only boy. What else am I to do?”“Marin and Hannah seem the most accessible for you.” I mulled over the many conversations I recalled from the box. It was harder, in this world, to get the images right. My memories was a network of crossed wires and misquotations.“Nah, Marin’s probably the straightest girl in there.” Zoë laughed. “That’s not right. I imagine the girls in the box and I get tingly. I think of the girls out.