Not that it doesn't mean the school is peaceful, oh no, that would be too boring; there are always rotten eggs in the basket as my mom once said; we h...ve the rumor spreaders, royal bitches, queen bees, bullies, nerds, D&D role-players (they asked me once to participate, couldn't say no, specially with the lovely paladin in the team, although it is quite ironic since she is quite a goth, also one of my best friends), troublemakers, rebels, sluts, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, quite the world one. I lowered my head onto the pillow and reached back to spread my ass cheeks for him. He worked in a couple more fingers before he was done. I was so ready to feel his cock take their place. I also wanted to know what he had for me. But I really did not care; I just wanted to be well used and fucked…Then I felt his cock head probing between my cheeks looking for its spot. I reached back between my legs and helped guide him to what he wanted. Soon I pushed the head right up against my waiting. It was part Mastiff and Boxer mixed with some other breed. He greeted her as any dog would greet their master, and sniffed around me than stood off and growled. Drusilla scowled the a****l in such a fashion that he hung his head close to the floor. She ordered him to apologize to me, his name was Mann, the a****l came over and licked my hand. I thought that she was some kind of dog whisperer, she ordered Mann to go to his room. Reluctantly he retreated to one of the bedrooms. Drusilla went. Word on the street is—“ Alex laughed, stopping him. He was smiling calmly, modestly. “Nah, it wasn’t me,” he said. “What’re you three talkin’ about?” Marie intervened. “Nothing of major importance,” Alex assured her. Matt sprung up, changing the subject. “Say, Christine, the class is going to the club this Sunday. You’re comin’, right?” “Of course,” I said without hesitation, but I wondered if Alex would be there; I glanced to see his reaction. He wasn’t even looking at me! I huffed in.