I started to lose inspiration to even go to school, and I started to hate the people I was around. I just felt like I was surrounded by the sea of stu...idity. Most of you know what I mean, what it feels like to be the only genius, but no one to share it with. But enough of my sad story, I'll tell you a bit more about me.I was 6'1 with dark, dark brown hair and black eyes. On a scale of 1-10, I guess most girls would call me a 7. Not a person they would go after, but definitely somebody to think. I get to the bathroom and take care of business. I never remove the blindfold. I have not see light since yesterday since I was taken by Amber into the back of the truck and secured and taken captive.I walk back out of the bathroom and listen if I can hear Pete coming down the hallway. I hear nothing. I wait. I find my way back to the bed and sit on the edge. I adjust my leotard on my body to assure it is covering me smoothly. I feel my nipples getting hard again. I hear Pete coming down the. The first time Talia introduced me to Amy outside of school, she was wearing a t-shirt with “YES THESE ARE MY TITS” printed across the bust. Amy was the biggest jock I knew, but her real passion was ballet. She poured every bit of herself into her dancing, and all that effort had sculpted her body into a thing of beauty. I saw a few of her recitals and she was incredible. There was a graceful, feline sensuality to her movements. But one thing kept her dreams of dancing professionally in check.. He was kissing his mom passionately. They both then put their tongues in others mouth. after sometime she pushed him back.Abbas said –“what happened mom?”Mom said –“I liked the taste. I want some more. Again suck out the milk and put it into my mouth.”Abbas said smiling –“okay mom. I too love touching your lips.”They both continued this for 5 minutes. Both of them were lying side by side. Both were enjoying the situation. After sometime while abbas was smooching his mom, she put both her hands.