She was off to bed"Be sure to ring me...or you'll be dead"I left the club my heart was thumpingChloe I thought I would soon be jumpingI got back home ... entered my roomI looked for the card in the gloomI lay on my bed and stroked my cock hardThinking of Chloe looking at her cardWent downstairs and got a hot toddyAll I can think of is Chloe's tanned bodyShall I ring now, will she be in bedAfter all I don't want to be deadMy mobile was ready I looked at the cardThinking of Chloe. My cock was rock. After my school completed I joined in my inter college as day scholar and there I came close with every girl in my class as well as my lady faculty.I used to have a crush on a girl in my class,she is very fair and we used to spend time together and my teacher knows about it.My teacher and me got close every day by chatting on FB and talking with each other on phone every day and one day she asked me why are you attracted to that girl then I said that I like her body and the way her ass swings. He sometimes explained it with a simple example."Let's say an enemy rocket is of interest. A technical intelligence (TECHINT) specialist would photograph it, go through the manuals, and then test-fire it to learn its capabilities. The materials MASINT specialist would go to the test range during and after the firing. Rather than putting sensors on the rocket itself, the MASINT approach would look at the light emitted by the rocket motor, the chemicals it put into the air and the characteristic. ) men who apparently did not graduate the eighth grade and for whom spelling and grammar were a skills not yet acquired, 3.) married men who thought telling me that their wives were frigid, unresponsive bitches would make me want to spread my thighs for them, and 4.) men who thought that telling me how lucky I would be to have them fuck me senseless would arouse me. I shook my head in disbelief at these egotistical, narcissistic, self-absorbed, and often illiterate bastards who thought that.