It was a day at school. My class has two bullies. Arvind and ramesh. They always keep picking on me. I wear spectacles and even though I make a great ...andi I love to study. I have always been peace loving. As usual, they bullied me in school. They ate my tiffin. And took away my favourite pen. I tried to get it back from them and they punched me. It was recess. I waited in class to work a little before I went outside. Then I had to pee. So I went to the toilet. While I was peeing, suddenly. Those days are finished.“Also, school year be all-year round, with two weeks’ vacation or holiday at the end of each season, resulting in approximately two months’ R and R before returning to school. This will make memory retention easier and make remedial review of learning less necessary over time, as well as also allowing an earlier graduation at a younger age. One can attend university sooner rather than later, in fact.“These schools, and their washrooms, locker rooms, dorms, etc. will all. Hasn’t everybody?But not the end with the set screw.”Both women laughed nastily.***Back in her apartment, Nikki punched out a number onthe phone and put it on the speaker.“Siska? It’s Nikki.”“Hello, candy-clit! What’s up?”“Shower party. Are you up for it?”“Shower party? Engagement, wedding, baby, or post-gamelocker room?”“Golden. For Ildi.”A moment of silence on the line as the mostunshockable person Nikki knew. I leaned over and popped a piece of the chicken into his mouth. He chewed it slowly, watching my face. I laid the next piece in my hand and made him dip his head to take the chicken from my palm. Every time I had him eat from me, I made him stretch out a bit and pull his own balls. The final piece was placed between my lips and when he leaned forward I leaned back until he whimpered. I bit through the meat as he finally closed his mouth around it, allowing him to have it.I smiled and got a fork.