You will be sore and bruised, just take Tylenol for the pain, and take it easy for a few more days.”She smiled and replied, “Thanks heavens, but I...did bruise my dignity.”“You ought to let Marcus change those bulbs from now on and no climbing,” the doctor ordered.Marcus spoke, “Let's get you home. Thanks doc.”He escorted her home and pampered her for the rest of the day. Around eight pm she informed him she needed to go to bed. The look of her face told Marcus she was hurting. He assisted her to. InDo you believe that school is the place that we miss the most in our life? Do you think it is the place that we make the most of our best memories of our life? Also do you think to if you go back in time to make the best of your school life? These are some questions i ask to myself when i see school students... but apart from these questions there is something that makes me smile... it is the day i fucked a girl in the green room... she was my senior in school...She was one of a kind, her. All of themwere trying hard to look open-minded and progressive; all of themsupported the experiment. But in her heart, Gilbert knew that even hercolleagues are nothing but male chauvinistic pigs, ready to attack herany moment. He saw them cringe when she described all the details ofgiving breast implants and additional cosmetic procedures to her testsubjects forcing straight students to become centers of maleattention. With a note of triumph in her voice professor announcedthat the tests are. I realized I was super wet and turned on by the fact there was a dick in my house. It had always been there, but I never thought about it!I started feeling bad too, because I knew that my poor dad must have a serious case of blue balls. Poor guy.Poor me! I was still a virgin! I mean, I didn’t still have my hymen or anything. I had shoved many a cucumber up my pussy in the past. But I had never been with a guy before. Recipe for sadness in our house! Geez. We are pathetic.So this morning, I wake.