Having to start in April is shit. I remember that since school was almost done, they felt that I didn’t deserve electives. That pissed my mom off to...no end. I ended up with math, science, and anything I wanted. I chose theater as an elective because I was always good at lying, so it seemed easy.“Ok Ms. Green, here is your first class.” I have heard those words so many times before. Her false enthusiasm was blinding as I took a step forward into the class. Now, being the new girl walking into. "Don't ask questions, please, Phlox. Just bring me somewhere where we can talk alone!" she urged him in a whisper and in his native language. She saw the grin wiped off his face. Bless him, Phlox hadn't lost his ability to know when things were serious.She heard the click of the biobed's brakes as he released them. Holding on to the sides of the bed, holding the blanket up with her teeth, she steadied herself as he pushed her along the corridor."Do you need assistance, doctor?" she heard one of. Bruce and I had been playing around since the beginning of the year. We were best friends and open to explore each other in total freedom. We hadn't fucked yet, but done everything else on the weekends that I stayed at his house, where we hung out in his huge basement room. Nice and private! Bruce had darker and shorter hair that he spiked up in front, and big brown eyes. It was those eyes that made me open up to him about wanting to kiss him. He was always using those Bambi-browns to scan me. But the road was too bumpy that made us move. Now I am fucking my mom on a crowded bus at night, but only the tip of my dick entered her pussy.Mom: Stop it, son, don’t move.Me: I am not moving it’s because of the rush and the road.I was fucking her for 5 minutes. The bus stopped for some passengers to get in. We adjusted our dress. We got seats to sit. I and mom didn’t speak a word. We reached the destination in the morning. We picked an auto to my aunt’s house.The marriage was on the next day..