Second day my un-coordinated self wasn’t watching were I was going and bashed into the big birch tree out the front of school. I spent the next 10 m...nutes thinking my nose was broken and trying not to cry. And then today, the third day late. Everything seemed just fine until my school bag (hand-me-down of course) broke in front of the school gate just as the bell went. So you can imagine, all my homework now features a variety of muddy shoeprints everywhere. But this is my unlucky life, and I. I can feel it. My soul is tingling and my typing rattles to a stop. I sigh. Done for the night, I think. My headache is gone. If you’d told me 10 years ago, what my father was working on I’d have hit you and told you not to tell lies about my family. My father was a genius and a respected one at that, he’d never mix himself up with crackpot claims. That’s just crazy, I would have said. They tell me I’m crazy now, for doing what he did. I know I’m not. I’m just dreaming the same dream as every. .. She is wearing some super sexy clothes and tall boots, I was getting really turned on.She stuck up her index finger and motioned for us all to follow her into the bedroom. Her man with the camera took place in the corner of the bedroom and she plopped down onto her knees on the middle of the floor in front of the bed. She tells us that she will blow all of us, but we aren't aloud to cum in her mouth, only on her face and tits. No problem here :). All the guys start to drop their pants and. Not because you didn't like me, but because you were the teacher and I was the student."There were tears in her eyes."I practically threw myself at you after graduation. It hurt when you said no. But I realised that it wasn't because you didn't want me, it was because to you, I was still a child. I've grown up, Marc."I could tell she felt funny calling me by my first name."You're only eight years older than me. I'm almost as old as you were when I started in your class."We both smiled slightly..