”(At this point, several of the children giggle.)“I looked up, and right above me was one of them fokkers. I aimed at him and shot him down. They ...ere swarming. I immediately realized that there was another fokker behind me.”At this instant the girls in the auditorium start to giggle and boys start to laugh. The teacher stands up and says, “I think I should point out that ‘Fokker’ was the name of the German-Dutch aircraft company.”“That’s true,” says the pilot, “but these fokkers were flying. “We’ve all been holding back, Eddie. You don’t want to spoil the fun, do you, by peeing down your pants?” Sylvia remarked, squeezing Neil’s hand. “Cripes! Don’t give me grief! I was just saying…” Edward replied defensively. “Anyway, the waiting’ll soon be over,” Samantha remarked. “Look here we are!” She stood outside the door of the room she shared with Eliza and fumbled in the pockets of her jeans for her keys. The door was decorated by a cute poster of a cat and a few pages torn out of a. “You’re nothing but my dirty little whore, ready to get her fuck-holes destroyed by me, aren’t you?” I can only moan in response, all my focus on the sensation of him filling me, of the ache of my arms bending backwards, of the hard wood of the desk pressed against my skin. “You’re so fucking wet, you cunt. You love being my fuck-toy don’t you, love being nothing but my cum-rag to use and abuse at will.” He slaps my ass repeatedly, making it sting. The pain adds to my already building. Down with the skirt - God damn, but the zipper in back was hard to reach. Long fingernails make me fumble in my haste! AT LAST! Down with the slip. Down with the pantyhose and panties. Ahhhh! At last. Then I wipe and put the uncomfortable clothes on again. God, why am I wearing a thong? Guiltily, I remember buying a few thong panties for Jennifer because I thought they made her look really sexy!Back at my desk I am almost caught up when Kurtz drops about a ton of files, smiles brightly, and.