I was walking through the gates, my head spinning, heart pounding as I was in fear of getting NQ (Not qualified). I was also wondering whether my visi... with the teacher would turn out like the one in the Naughty America Series “My first Sex Teacher”. “Ma’m I would do anything to pass this exam”. “Come here, this will be a secret “. That was just my weird sense of imagination.Neelam: “Ok, You have the failed the assessment “. “Do you want to get NQ and not appear on the exams.” “ I just don’t. "Great, I lose two friends in one weekend," I said. It was then that a moving van pulled in I didn't need to see them to know I wasn't going to have a friend. I unfolded the note from Jaime and read it. It ended with her address and it was then that I noticed."Wait a minute that's Todd's...," I began then was interrupted by a sweet voice."Hiya neighbor." I looked up to see Jaime. I threw my arms around her giving her a hug. "I missed you too Matt," she exclaimed with a laugh. I then went about. She felt the same process repeated at her legs now, thick sheets stretched across each thigh, pulled taut, pressing her legs into the wood of the frame. She felt her thighs flatten against the rack, the wrapping pulled tight enough that the space inside seemed smaller than was actually possible if it was to contain her upper legs. The pressure was spread evenly for the most part, though she could feel her flesh above and below stretched, feel her captivity there especially as the edges nearly. I saw one of Michael's former school friends, Ralph, sitting by himself in a coffee shop. Ralph was the same age as my son. Through their school days Ralph had often been at our house and I hadn't failed to notice that my panties always got stained and the memory stick moved when Michael and Ralph had been alone together. I'd heard of boys being "wank buddies", masturbating together and even giving each other hand jobs. I'd also noticed how Ralph's eyes lingered on me with that lustful look.