She avoids this easily, steps in and punches him square in the stomach, winding him. Ok, lesson learnt, he thinks to himself, trying not to show any e...pression. She giggles and dances backwards, taunting with her gloves. She moves in again, dropping her right hand and hitting him in the chest with the left. He counters with a more accurate shot than his first, landing it on the side of her head, forcing her off balance so she steps away. 'That's better' - still sounding confident. The two. I pick up the bag, and pull out a note. For Vicky, from her owner, Uncle Des. The light outside my room goes off and I hear my uncle get into bed. I reach into the bag again, and I pull out, a new pink diary! College isn't very interesting for me as Kevin, but as Vicky, well that would be a different story. As Kevin I listen to the guys talk about who has shagged who. Who is cheating on whom, and who is next on their lists. Of course I join in, but even some of the boys suspect I'm a little. They weren't pressed right up against me but they seemed to have made an agreement that one of them would be within touching distance at all times. Maybe I looked worse off than I felt.Andrea opened the first folder and pushed it in front of me. The information covered the owners, the original construction and other developments but there were no pictures. I looked up at Andrea, my question obvious on my face."There's a guy in House Isaacs who can see things by touching objects. He calls it. He cupped the side of her head with his hand, and then traced a finger down the side of her face. He leaned in and kissed her and then said, “don’t speak.” He dipped his hips and slipped his full length inside of her cunt, beyond the lining of her maidenhead and she arched her hips and moaned out loudly, her eyes pressed closed in a mixture of pain and lust and he took her in his mouth and they kissed like lovers and then she bit down on his lip and cooed out his name as their pubic hair meshed.