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On Wednesday in the form room waiting for roll call the boy sitting next to Alice started asking her if she was going out with me. His name was Roy. He was taunting her, bullying her. All the rest of the class were laughing at Alice’s discomfort. I jumped up to go thump him but Helen instantly intercepted me, grabbing my arm and pulling me back down into my seat. “I’ve got this.” she said quietly. The whole classroom hushed and fell completely silent as Helen rose and walked up the aisle, stopping between Roy and Alice. She leaned down to whisper in Alice’s ear. Alice shook her head but Helen whispered more and Alice got up, her bag on her shoulder, clutching her binder, and came back down the aisle to sit in Helen’s place. I could see the vintage tears welling in her eyes. Alice looked distraught. I wanted to hug her but all my limbs were switched off and I couldn’t move. With Alice seated, Helen turned very slowly and deliberately to face the boy. The whole class was silent, watching and waiting for the storm that was about to break. Helen, tiny little Helen, pointed a finger accusingly at the boy and said “If you ever tease Alice again I will make sure no girl in the forth ever sucks your tiny little cock ever again!” There was a vindictive certainty in her voice. Then Helen spun around sharply and sat down in Alice’s seat. The class erupted into clapping and whistling and laughter and Mr Davis walked in. It took a few seconds for everyone to realise he was there and the noise to die down. He looked around the room, noticing the agitation from the boys and the changed seating arrangements. Everyone was now dead silent. He just said “Settle down, settle down” as though we were still talking and then carried on as though nothing had happened, but his eyes lingered on me, searching, as roll call ended. So now the whole school thought we were going out, and we went to and from school together and ate lunch together and laughed and had a good time but I was scared that Alice just wanted to be friends. We hadn’t spoken a word about our kiss. We hadn’t touched or anything since. She seemed to be saying “We’re just friends” in every indian movement. I was gutted, sad, alone. On Thursday my dad was dressed up in a suit to come with me. He seemed to think this dinner thing was a great idea. I wasn’t so sure. I tried to tell him that Alice and I were just friends. He just smiled. The door was opened by Anita. She was wearing a short black halterneck dress with netting arms. Her small breasts stood out like two Christmas puddings. She was wearing Alice’s dress! I was a bit shocked. We were ushered in and dad was introduced. Anita led the way through to the kitchen and dad went ahead of me, saving me the anguish of watching Anita’s sexy little butt wiggle as she walked like Alice. Alice was slicing the salad. Alice was wearing a thin baggy jumper and very tight jeans. Her hair was tamed and she was wearing eye shadow and bright red lipstick, and her cheeks were naturally blushed. We sat and talked. The grown-ups sipped red wine. She wiped her juices from the edge of the washer then gasps at the sound of a tumbling SPLAT! Molly Jordan "Girls, you had better not be lying to me. Is there really a dead… is there really someone buried here?" "In case you couldn't tell your diet consists of four cups of sugar, four cups of bull semen, two raw eggs and your vitamins. “Why do you wonder that after all these years?” she asked. He could see she was going to need a shower. Phil could hear the thumping of his boots as he departed. “Yes, it is Julia’s birthday at the weekend. After that, he came to rely on my instructions. We plan to do some fucking with each other. I didn’t tell anyone that I was going out today.” “Oh, fuck off Freytian, you virgin sack of-” • Air Quality Henry fell silent as he looked up. Daniella and I were led all the way back to the club, still totally naked, ball-gag and cuffs still in place. He hesitated, then whispered, "I'm a s-sissy..." He sealed his mouth about my fat nipple, his lips pressing warm against my areola. “You need more, don't you?” she asked as she unsnapped her jeans. He warned me, so you don’t have to be ashamed to admit you want his black cock.” Ashley hugged me tight vintage and she said, “Yes, I admit it, and I already told him my pussy was available to him when he wanted me.” I smiled and hugged her back. She wasn't going to get back to sleep. Brian and indian Ashley are dating. “Hello” he waved. We got there around 3pm and went to find the club, I said go figure it was shaped like a castle and right next to the Knights Inn, and up on a mound about a story high. “Jonny, I’m feeling a little cold. You will give them to me as a souvenir to remind me of the day you became a cocksucker.”