Amy and her mother laughed when they first read the school uniform list because it actually said grey stockings. obviously it hadn’t been revised fo... years. “Who is this woman we are going to see then?” Amy was a bit put out by being lead away by her mother. Amy’s mood changed when she met Mrs. Dupree; she tended to have that effect on people. As they sat down in the lounge Mrs. Dupree began. “Amy... I am going to get straight to the point. Your mother came to see me because she was worried. I walk in the direction of his voice. In the room I see Steven lying upright on a large box spring. His beautiful black upper body in white cushions. He smiles broadly and slaps with his hand on the empty space next to him. Without words I undress to my boxer shorts and crawl next to him.I wait. I'm not sure what to say. Steven takes control and pulls me towards him. He kisses me on my mouth. I open my lips and I feel his tongue in me. I caress his chest and pluck his nipples. I hear satisfied. Without realising it she was screaming, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me you bastard! That hurts! Don’t stop! Fuck me!” “Mallika, be quiet!” Pabby urged her. The pain was nearly becoming unbearable, as her cunt began to dry up, and her stomach was beginning to ache. Her face was becoming contorted with pain as she tried to stop herself screaming, as he now fucked her with long, deep, strokes, plunging in and out, as fast as ever. This 19-year-old boy was filling her deeper than anything that she’d ever. I don’t want to talk about it. Are you single?’ He smiles. ‘I don’t usually hit on beautiful women when I’m seeing someone.’ I laugh and finish my drink. ‘Just the ugly ones then?’ He laughs. ‘You caught me. Can I get you another one?’ I lick my lips and decide to take him up on the offer. ‘Sure.’ He turns to order another and I watch the dance floor and start swaying a little to the music. ‘Would you like to dance?’ I smile. ‘Sure. We walk out onto the floor and I wrap my arms around his neck..