“Let’s see what we have here,” said Tracy curiously. She spread apart Amy’s thick pussy lips to reveal the juicy pink flesh underneath, marvel...ng at every aspect of Amy’s pussy. Every part – from Amy’s erect clitoris, to her urethral opening, to her vagina – was absolutely perfect. A thick, milky-looking fluid was starting to seep out of Amy’s vaginal entrance, which was throbbing slightly.Looking further downwards, Tracy enjoyed the sight of Amy’s tight, wet butthole wrapped around the base of. He suspected that the kids would have preferred if he just told them what was on the test - saved thinking, not something they did much of, except for sex of course.The boy sniffed and said, wrinkling his forehead in thought, "Rough Rider, right?" He was one of the repeaters, hoped to graduate in June, had to pass but didn't try very hard.Not bad for him. "Yep, very good, when, where and why was he rough riding?"Bingham shook his head. The teacher narrowed his eyes and tried to look. Thirty-two opportunities to make friends. I would settle for just one friend with benefits. Erin sat two rows in-front and a one row to my left. Long, dark and curly hair, stood about 5"1 with a tight body and deceptively nice breasts. I say deceptive because whenever she went down to pick something up, I would notice how wonderful her twins looked. Cute little thing. The funny thing was she would look back at me every so often and catch me checking her out. Two weeks later she came into class. Because as I looked out, I saw carriages and carts, all drawn by horses.Men wore suits, hats and silk cravats and the women wore bustle dressesand shaded themselves with parasols.I thought back to the gown Elena had given me.No, it couldn't be."Daisy, would you be so kind as to bring me a fresh cup of coffee?"She said she would and she took the breakfast tray away."I'm not losing my mind," I said to myself after she'd gone.The journals were in the bottom right hand drawer of the secretary,.