. It was on November 5th traditionally Guy Fawkes night when tragedy struck again. It was dark at about 4.00pm and I was staying in the City and did n...t go home. A land mine demolished our street in East London and my mother my sister and my beloved Beanie together with her mother and her grandparents were all killed. The local police knowing where I worked, phoned the news through to the Professor. I was stunned, in such a short period I had lost all my family and there could be no funeral for. Gail looked less and less like a wife, and more and more like a means to satisfy himself on a Sunday morning. Surveying the situation, Jack figured it was now or never. So, the short story is that you ate pussy last night? Gail nodded. Did you have your pussy eaten last night? Gail nodded again. Did you like it? asked Jack. Gail looked up at him and said, I dont know, I dont really remember. Am I a pervert? Well, said Jack, If you are, youre my little pervert. By this time, Jack was becoming. Thank you ========================================================= Jills new Anatomy and Physiology teacher was, in less words than does him justice, hot. Very hot. He still had a tinge of an Irish accent in his voice as he lectured. It was Jills favorite class. His name was Mr. Brendan Moore. Even though he was a teacher, he still seemed very casual. And since he taught at an all girls school, he was popular. All the girls said that they wanted More of Moore. Now, Jill was also very. I mean I know what you told me but I also know who you are, so who do you want others to think you are?’ Marketa laid there silently for a few moments before finally replied, ‘I think it depends on the time and situation. Right now I’d like to stay Vicki if you don’t mind. It felt good to be an ‘ordinary’ person for awhile, but if things get ‘feisty’ you can call me anything you want,’ she finished teasingly. ‘Done,’ JP replied as he flipped her over so she was covered by the bedding and he was.