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I went glumly home, but as I got in the front door the phone was ringing. Excitedly, I bounded over to it. Of course it was Lizzie. She simply said “I’ll be round yours in five minutes”. I waited, watching through the frosted glass by the front door, waiting for the shadow outline of Lizzie. But she didn’t come to the front door: she rapped on the glass of the back door instead. She had come around mine via the alleyway that connected all the back gardens along the row. I let her in. She was still wearing school uniform and still had her school bag over her shoulder. But she wasn’t hunched forward; she looked different. She was walking proudly upright, strutting almost. She sailed past me and went straight through ass to the formal front room where normally nobody goes. I followed her, swept along involuntarily in her wake. She plonked herself down on little wooden stall at the writing desk. I don’t think anyone had ever used that writing desk before. She was only half sitting on the chair, and she patted the exposed side of the seat impatiently. As I snuggled beside her she was already unpacking her satchel. She took out a fresh new folder labeled The Homework Club. “This is the inaugural meeting of The Homework Club. I hereby call this meeting to order.” She turned to face me, her face beaming brightly. “Now, every day, we are going to study together Big Boobs after school. I have the schedule all worked out. Look!”. She took a sheet of paper out of the folder. It was the only sheet of paper in the folder. It was a timetable. “Mondays we are at mine, 1 hour. Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays we are here straight after school for 30 minutes. Saturdays we have excursions to town and Sundays are nature walks.”. I was dumbstruck, lost. What was going on? The last thing I actually wanted to do with Lizzie was homework. I wasn’t ever keen on homework. This was why Lizzie and I weren’t in any of the same classes; she was a straight A student. She studied my face, bemused. “You haven’t worked it out yet, have you?” she asked me. I sat in silence, trying to work out Brunette what it was I hadn’t worked out yet. “Mondays my mum goes to bingo and gets home just before 5. Every day your mum gets home from work 40 minutes after we do. "Do you really mean that?" And as I watched, she shed her housedress to show only her below the fabric, and she was a totally perfect young woman, fecund as I could detect, also. I could feel her throat muscles working as I blasted cum down her throat. I’d been living and working totally naked for 2 months in China and I’d Big Boobs loved every seconds of it (apart from when I thought about Ryan). Half way across I noticed a car parked under the large trees on the north side of the field. Heat burned in my asshole and melted down to my cunt. ‘Dinggggg’ the door bell rings as the door opens. "No!" I shouted. Buck then gently lifted her up with his cock ass still buried deep in her pussy and repositioned the two of them Brunette to place Linda's head right at the edge of the bed. It won’t happen. Reaching down under my arms, he pulled me to my feet. If I was ever going to be a man, I told myself, I would have to stop giving in to my mother.