I'd watch TV, play on the iPad, sometimes I'd think about that thing daddy showed me. I remember he looked like a skinny devil with a long...cock. Wha... was he doing.... Jerking off? But I wouldn't really be in the mood to play with my sad little worm.I'm not sure when, but one of those days Timothy put up a calendar, right in the living room, with kitties for pictures and a big red circle on the last week that reads, "Wedding."Isha seen it and yells, "Fuck this shit, fucken pedo pricks!" He got. They stood glued to each other as she threw down her denim jacket."Get on the desk sweetie" George ordered Sofia pointing to the empty desk that stood not far from the window through which he was daydreaming 30 minutes ago.Sofia laid on her back on the hard wooden desk as her teacher leaned over her and started to undress her savagely. He desired to suck her breasts, suck her vagina, and lick her all over. Her sweater was flying into the other corner of the room and hair now was free from the. "Chronos?" He looks into my face.His shock changes to a sweet smile of greeting. "You are so much trouble," he says and hugs me close.I bring his face to mine and kiss him. He spends half a second breathing before he starts kissing me back. I have his head cradled in my hand and my cyborg arm is holding us off the ground. I slowly lower us down. His kiss is so sweet."Nosis. Are you sure you want to be kissing me?" he interrupts. "I am grubby and stinky. And I think we have an audience." Shut up. The room was stuffy, and there was no window, so a button or two on my blouse was loosened. I took the grip out of my hair, shaking it loose. I was kneeling on the floor when the door opened, and Mr Aloof walked in. He looked surprised, then his eyes took me in, I was sure he could see my knickers as the skirt was now way up my thighs, and he could also get an eyeful of my cleavage, too. I looked hot- not sexy hot, just bloody hot! My face was flushed, my hair damp around the fringe. “Sorry”,.