I got in so much trouble for writing it that I had to see the school psychologist for months after. The teacher flipped when she read it." I thought t... myself as a cold chill ran its fingers up my spine.We were told to be creative; she said the more creative and original our stories were the better our marks would be. I decided to write a story about someone I had been infatuated with most of my life. I wrote about the "Marquis de Sade". In 1772 he used Spanish fly to drug two girls so that he. ” I said. It wasn’t a question but it was hard to believe. She was such a good fucker.“No, uh, my first time ever…”.She whispered embarrassed.“YOU’RE A VIRGIN??” I exclaimed. I could not believe it!“Well no, not anymore!” She giggled nervously.“Wait, how fucking old are you?!” I didn’t mean to sound like a bitch, I was just shocked.“18! I left school and started working here full time…I’m sorry I should have said something!” She looked like she was almost in tears. “Don’t be sorry, it’s just a. Guys legs are awfully hairy." The same guys with the really hairy legs usually have a lot of hair on their backs," Sarah said. "Besides, I'm not always going to be looking at their legs." How does everybody else feel?" Sandy asked amidst the laughter that followed Sarah's statement. There didn't seem to be a consensus, and the conversation flowed back and forth.Doug mostly stayed quiet. He didn't have any real strong opinion one way or the other. He had a nice butt, his wife and several of his. Adin shivered. Last time he had been forced to stand by and watch the best friend he ever had almost completely destroy himself, spiritually, mentally and ultimately physically and he was not about to do it again. A light touch on his hand, where it rested on the gear stick, made him jump. Sarah was looking at him, smiling gently. She’d been there. She’d always been there. A wave of love and gratitude so strong it almost took his breath away swept over him. Petite and blonde with powder blue.