She set on my bed and we start talking, I was too nervous and shaking. She asked me if I’m alright I said hell yea. Then we came near considering ea...h other eyes. I saw pure lust and we start kissing passionately and in the meantime, I took her top off. She had her bra on. I lay her on my bed and my pillow under her head so she can feel comfortable. Even though she had small boobs I still love sucking and touching them, I start kissing all the way down. I helped her take off her panty. That’s. After taking her pills, she'd sit on the couch watching her favorite movies over and over. She drank a lot of her favorite wines, too. The combined effect of drugs and wine made her a bit goofy, not able to speak coherently.And then one morning about four weeks after we came home from the hospital, my wife just didn't want to get out of bed."I think I'll just lie here for a little longer," she said, closing her eyes.She stayed in bed all day, and in fact didn't get out of bed, except to use the. They had enjoyed the game even if they didn't win. The girls had a theory about Angela. Ever since her last birthday party, they had suspicions that she had actually enjoyed the humiliation that she was put through, and even now her nipples were rock hard which had nothing to do with the cold. Connie thought she spied a bit of moisture between the older girl's legs and she knew that the others noticed this as well. It was time to fuck the birthday girl.Debbie grabbed Angela's arm and frog. They'd past the six month mark together and were as happy as can be. No, the minus came from perhaps the best advice his father ever gave him.You can't be friends with students.Oh, you can like them. You can be friendly with them. But ... the line must be drawn there. You can NOT be their friend. Not now. Any friendly gesture, comment, or god forbid touch, had the chance to be misinterpreted. Not just by parents or his superiors, although that was always a risk in this era of pedophile mania..