"What you going to do for us?" people asked."Fuck all, I just want the nine grand a year for doing fuck all," I said."Fucking hell an honest politicia...," or "Bollocks," or "Fuck off." was the replies.Poor old Al was doing the Lib Dem ones, round the posh bit of town."You let the students down and the anti tory lobby down and the Yackity Yackity Yack," the Lib Dem supporters banged on, "That Nick Clegg." Poor old Al thought they meant the old codger who cleaned the bogs outside the Town Hall,. After a couple of weeks, we started sneaking kisses where ever we could. I could drive on a work license as it was needed for farm kids to be able to drive the farm vehicles and was just a normal part of farm life to see little kids driving farm tractors and trucks.Carol was going to be 16 two days before Homecoming that fall. I asked my Mom if I could have her car to take Carol on a date to the Movies, She told me OK and gave me some money so I would have a little money to spend at the movie.. - Stay straight, put your legs together, now stretch out both hands and joint them. Then lift your hands up and pull up all the body…My God, she was blessed with rather big boobs! Her nipples protruded through the thin top, it took me quite long to stay without male’s love, so that was too much for me, I couldn’t contain myself any longer…. Gripped her nipples and squeezed them. She lowered the hands and gave me a troubled look:- What are you doing?- Don’t worry, honey, we are gonna have some. You have the kitchen, living room, bathroom and the two bedrooms. What you didn't know was that there was a trap door underneath the rocking chair that accessed the basement. Although if you walked over it, you wouldn't hear the echo of an empty room but instead the sound of someone walking on hardwood floor. There was no handle for this secret access point but instead a key that hooked in between the pieces of hardwood. Once going down a few stone stairs, you finally enter the dungeon.Along.