After at least fifteen different men by your reckoning, someone pulls your hair back and comments on what a slut you are, completely covered in cum. I... is running from your lips, ass and pussy. You know it has been hours since you first knelt on the hard tile floor and for the first time, you hear my familiar voice as I say only "She's a mess, she needs a shower." Suddenly, you feel the warmth as a fine stream strikes your forehead and works it way over your face. As your nostrils adjust, you. He could save them some bucks, so there was a brand stinky new AT sitting under the artificial Christmas tree that had been handed down from Emily's grandmother. The AT -- the same thing as an IBM 286 -- was so far ahead of the old 8088s Emily had used at the school it wasn't funny. It even had a color VGA screen, was screamingly fast by comparison, had a spiffy new Epson dot matrix printer, and could do a lot more.Kevin hadn't used computers much in those days, but they wiled away some time. "Okay, well we?re nearly done now - well done, Josh," Marcus smiled. "Outof interest are your legs feeling less achy now? You definitely had a lotof tension held in them." Yeah," I breathed, trying to power through the warm fuzzy feelingwashing through my mind. "Thanks." I couldn?t believe the situation I wasin - but then the entirety of my life since Miss Stevens had taken overas my reform officer had seemed almost dream (or nightmare) like. Part ofme wondered if Jackson Lyons had knocked me. “it’s time Teddy” Lousy said, as the three of us sat in the beer garden of our local pub, sucking cola through a straw, from a refundable glass bottle and scoffing salt and vinegar flavoured crisps, while our parents were inside knocking back the real stuff, “to introduce you to pussy!” “what the fuck,” I believe, was my first response. “Shut-up you shit and listen” growled my brother Johnny. Lousy then explained that her friend Wendy had agreed, for a fee, to show me around a woman’s body. To.