”“Well, this is a job that only you can do for me.”“Oh yes.”"Yes, I promise you are perfect for what I want, and besides you are my favourit...." Horse shit. So far you have written eighty-one words, used Full Stop ten times and Quotation Marks twenty-two times. Me, I have been used a measly seven times. Probably should have been used more but you forget all about me. Sometimes you go back and insert me later. You know just an afterthought."“Sorry.”"Yes, well sorry won't work this time." I am. Now I had Jessica lying in the middle of my king-sized bed, she was totally nude and waiting for me to join her, to mount her and give her the best fuck she'd had with me yet. Things had progressed amazingly between us in the last 48 hours since she'd first come weeping to me and wanting to stay in my house for awhile. Now we were feeling a mutual sexual hunger for each other, and I was so hot to fuck Jessica after the afternoon's fun and then after the awesome pussy eating I'd just given her. I don't think I saw any nude-mags till I reached seventeen or something. And the girls weren't as mature and early to engage in any sexual relationships then as they are today. I don't think I ever heard of any girl getting involved in anything sexual with a boyfriend before the age of sixteen or seventeen. You know, we didn't even date until we were at least fifteen. And then all we did was a lot of kissing and necking. No petting on any of the first dates. Maybe a quick feel on a breast. Mr. Rocklin passed out the test papers to the students in his third period class, and gave out a little grin as he heard the groans from some of the students. This is an average class, he thought. Two get A's, four get B's, eight get C's, and the rest get D's—or F's.The bell rang, signaling the end of the class and the beginning of the lunch hour. There was a mad rush and scramble by the students, as they headed for the door.Mr. Rocklin went to his desk and sat. He noticed that one of the.