It was quite intimidating and I found myself feeling a little afraid of what this place would be like. My old school was very small by comparison, eve...yone knew who you were and what you were about. Here I was just one girl among the masses. It gave me a cold feeling inside and yet there was also some comfort in that idea, I didn't want to stand out. We made our way through the school grounds, eventually coming to a two-story box-like building Mrs. Thomas led me into."This is our library.. That night he went to sleep early, to catch up on the sleep he lost over the weekend so he could wake up early for work the next day.He awoke as if from a nightmare. Thoughts of the blond girl came to his head again, and he was overwhelmed with a need to have sex with something. To have sex with the girl. He was hard, harder than he had been his whole life. He quickly pulled out a magazine from under his bed, to try and get his mind off of the girl, but the women in the magazine weren’t. If was in fact chilly enough to use the thin blanket I had on the bed. I pulled it over top of me and was asleep before I knew it. The next day started the same as any other Saturday did. I went to a fencing class I was taking, came home showered, and had breakfast. I started a load of laundry and turned my PC on. I wanted to do some testing on a new web page I was working on. I had most of it done, but still needed to add the images and figure out how to put some moving graphics in. I. I grabbed one ofmy mum's hand bags which looked like a little rucksack, and into placed, asmall old purse, a few tampons, a small bottle of perfume, some pens andpencils and a blank school workbook. I was ready.As I stood at the backdoor I was shaking with trepidation and excitement,I unlocked the door and placed a spare key under the mat, and Kellistepped out into the big wide world.I had all intentions of working around the block then going home, when Irealised I was at the bustop, and one of.