I pull your head back sharply forcing you to look upward. You breathe in quickly but don’t say a word. I pull you in such a way that forces you to l...ok away from me and I lean in to bite your neck. You moan softly and I bite you again, harder. I feel you flinch a bit and kiss the mark I’ve made softly before letting you go. “Trying to get away already?” I tease. “No,” you say and then add “Sir,” as an afterthought. “Good. Be aware of your ability to get away. She said to me what the “hell do you want” and turned and walked away leaving the door open as I came on in and closed the door behind me. Then she turned and faced me and I said “what the hell did I do to you make you so mad” where she said to me “fuck you, you son of a bitch just go home and leave me alone”. Then she stormed down the hallway into our room and slammed the door behind her while I stood there shaking my head thanking she's being a bitch because I fucked her mother. It's also the. The machine seemed to be locked into a circular pattern, and that made a screwy target for me to shoot at. That was just the thing I needed for practice shooting, so I now went after the machine with the intent of destroying it completely.Sarah circled around and approached the machine at a fast speed to maximize the realism of the practice. This meant that I had to hurry to acquire my target and to get off a long enough burst of energy. That was pressing things at my current level of skill,. I wondered if the other kids gave him shit. Probably. Little peckers!"What's the deal? Do I call him or do you call him? And what number did he give you. I didn't think he had a cell phone." Seems he bought his own prepaid. His mom doesn't know about that one. She seems pretty protective according to what he told me. Tough but fair, he says. Anyway, I'll give you the number he left. The rest is up to you. That's what I told him already so if you call him, fine. If not, he understands it's your.