..you need to explore the world...you need to stretch your new horizons and feelings, Darling!"I really missed not having a Dad; life was a bit awkwar... when I was a k** because everyone had a dad except me. I don't know why I started to do it, but I found a lot of comfort in my Mums bedroom - the smell and the soft clothes that she wore. I loved her satin nightdresses that she had on her bed. I don't know why and how it happened - it was just the feeling of them that I loved so much. I remember. At the same time, he was telling the boy about how he’s correspond with him via letters whenever riders were headed his way, and would also try to come back and see him whenever he could.“You don’t have to worry.” The old Lord assured him. “I’ll always be there for you.”Finally, after Lord Remington decided that Cameron looked fresh enough, the two departed their carriage, stepping out into the bright sunlight of the afternoon sun.“Oh, and one more thing,” The old Lord suddenly said, whispering. Mrs peters was the head masters p.a / teacher and wasn’t a lady you messed with One morning we had assembly at school, it was a bright sunny day, Paul and I was sitting at the front on the floor the teachers all sittingon chairs on a raised platform Mrs peters was sitting directly in front of me about ten foot away. She was a black lady 5ft 10 and slim, she always dressed in skirts and blousesand high heels, she was very prim and propper This morning she was wearing a white blouse, and a short. As i open the top drawer to find more shit i became confused. i reach in and pull out underwear...thongs actually. "i dont remember seeing..." before i finished that thought i heard the toilet flushing.the blood in my face drained as my heart started working double time. "FUCK" the adrenaline rush is over... i go to bolt to the dorr but i hear the bathroom door open and i get flat against the wall being still... the room im in lights up and my stomach drops.. im about to panic until right by me.