She greeted them with a weary disdain, and did her best to smile as they prattled on about shopping and pop music and whatever else it is shallow girl... talk about. I had never known how they spent so much time together with nothing meaningful to say. It must have driven Pepper mad.I met up with Ryan on the way to biology and told him he should start calling his dick an axe wielding barbarian. He seemed to like that, and went and told Leila that she would be slain by it if she wasn't careful.. " "I never said you were," I said. "I'm gay, I only fuck men. You are bisexual or a cocksucker." "I hate that word," he said. "What else would it be? You sucked, rather eagerly may I add, my cock." When he didn't say anything as my logic was rather precise, I added, "I guess you could be a cum bucket. Is that better?" "God, no," he said horrified at the new derogatory option. "So what is it? Faggot? Cocksucker? Queer? Ass-taker? Cum bucket?" I asked, listing a few derogatory, demeaning gay. I kept getting caught up in what would ultimately be possible and that was making me horny as hell. I needed some relief or I was going to go crazy. I needed to give Jan another lesson and I needed to do it now but was she home? I realized I would have to leave my room to find out and then I realized I hadn’t left the room for a full 4 days. Jeez but I was consumed with this thing.I caught a quick shower, threw on a pair of Dockers and a pullover and headed downstairs. If my space was. The first time was staring at her legs, those wonderful long black legs encased in perfect skin that can only come from youth. But it was that smile, her round black face just lit the world up when she smiled, and I was lost, I admit it. It was like I had no control from that time forward. And it was the way she moved. The way her body moved under her clothes.I introduced her to the shrew and let it go at that. The next morning I was making breakfast and Bernadette came out of her rooms and.