But I was actually send with only the enough money to buy some food, and to pay my apartment, perhaps in order for me to look somewhere to work (they ...lways had looked at me as a vague), and well I did had a way to make some money… working as a street boy. Being a 14 year-old, I began to know cute 12 year-olds look when theyre tied up. Man, I could almost made me wish I was one of them I mean, no school, no books to read, just being tied on a chair, on a bed, on a tree having sex all day. Of,. Dilly dallying over, We left together, I walked respectfully behind Her, my eyes averted, trying not to be seen by all the passers-by, who might not have understood why I was wearing lipstick in public. Luckily for me, I was wearing non-descript jeans and the blouse was not too noticeable, so things were not too bad. Passing a bus stop My Mistress saw a crowd of schoolgirls in their school uniforms. I swear I saw a lightbulb go on above Her head. This was getting worse all the time.She grabbed. Chapter 3-Goodbye Good Girlthat want the end of it. Oh we spent all night in that office. Afer recoverinng and getting some water, I did something I was deeply desiring to do and that was bend over the desk and offer the monk my ass. He tease it with his fingers and cock, but in the end he laughed and said he hated anal sex. . That was probably a good call because after all it was my first time. Instead he toyed my clit with his rock hard shaft then, while firmly grasping my hair, thrusted his. There was no way she was going to be able to let her body feed on these new found urges as often as she felt she had to to keep them at bay.Today however she had no plans. Today she would be able to explore whatever her body desired. There would be time later to deal with these problems, she thought as her hands again found their way down across her naked body.As she lay panting and sweating after two more heavy orgasms, she had an idea. Looking at the clock on the bedside table, her mind noted.