The following day that I came over it was almost the same thing as the previous day however this time Bianca was wearing blue panties instead of pink,...and I could tell she wasnt wearing a bra because her nipples were poking out. "Hey Bianca, is Jessica here?" I asked not being able to look away from her perky tits."shell be right down its Friday she always takes longer on Fridays" the words rolled out of her mouth and off her beautiful soft juicy lips, looking into my eyes like there was no. When the bell rang ending my World History class, the whiteboard was covered in notes... none of which had made it to my notebook. I snapped a pic of the board and kicked myself for letting a guy steal my ability to think. What was I thinking in World History... for an entire hour? What I was going to wear over to CJ's house tonight. Yes. That's right. For an hour. I don't think I have ever spent more than five minutes deciding on what clothes I would wear, anywhere. Part of me was disappointed. After a few minutes she stood up and walked towards me as I was leaning against the wall. “I was jealous of our Audrey when she told me about you” “Really” I answered. I looked around and there was no-one in sight, these were the days before camera’s, she came closer as she threw her used cig away, I thought to myself she will need fucking. I grabbed her by the arms and gently pushed her against the wall, moving straight in and kissed her full on her lips, it didn’t take her long to push her. Before he has a chance to regain his breath, his is slung again and again and again. Spencer’s head rings, his body aches and he wouldn’t be surprised if a rib or two are broke. He flinches at the tightening of the invisible grip expecting another meeting with the wall and instead the release is suddenly slackened and he finds himself falling for the floor. The impact with the ground feels far worse than the wall. Spencer attempts to get up, but only makes it as far as pushing his body up using.