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Fuuuuuuuuuck.... This was the word coming to mind at this precise moment, the bell only 10 minutes away sounding the sweet release of everyone bored to death like me. The professor kept going on about doing the reading and study while on break. Honestly if I thought about it I almost never did the reading, I ran my hand through the short mass of sandy hairs on my head as my mind wandered, most of the second hand books that I bought at the beginning of the semester sat under my bed forgotten till just now with the weeks dirty laundry. I'm not a genius or anything, having a 2.5 GPA to prove it but most questions over the subjects follow basic common sense procedure, and homework is easy to get copied for you, for a fee. Not that I'm rich or even well off really either but it's easier than reading something you'll never have to use the memory of. That's just how I felt, honestly. "Mr. Levin? Mr. Levin! Are you listening to anything I've said?" My slightly over middle aged professor Mr. Benson was directing my way. My attention snapped to like I was pulled from a trance, it looked comical I assume my fellow students chuckled and giggled. "Of course I was" I lied. Obviously I mean. "And what blonde may I ask was I saying?" He seemed more bored than I was, like getting to yell at unatenative students gets boring after so many years of tenure. Maybe I was imaging things. when I looked back up I had no idea what to say, I was in damage control mode standing up I peered over my neighbors notes, not much mostly the top words and highlights in his text book "I believe it was a summing up of business etiquette and how teen important it was to our immediate lives." I sounded a little sarcastic even to me. His reaction was as expected he looked at me then again with the intention of actually yelling this time just as the bell rang signaling the hustle out the door. Most of us were hustling the last day or two, it was spring break in a couple more hours and everyone was ready to party, or leave, or leave to party if they hadn't already. Passing groups and couples were clammering about their different destinations, it made me grit my teeth but I kept walking. My plans were the same as last year, try to not piss anyone off or get arrested. Usually do. I always kept my head down, probably why I didn't notice the largest frame in the world turning out of the doorway into my face, his name was Jace Hoskins, and his I'd guess 300 pounds of all star ass hole was toppling on top of me in the most awkward way possible. His shoulder was pushing up on my chin and Hardcore pushing on his now flexed stomach proved useless. He was crushing me for a second until he started pushing off the ground by my face then pressing on my chest shoving himself up using my ribs as a spring board making me oomph. "Watch it dickless" his voice was deep, it always made the girls swoon, I mean I get it he's literally stereotypically above average in every way, from his upper class upbringing to his six foot and a half height, he was infuriating to look at let alone be around in class in regular doses, he always liked to assert his dominance. Never anything that he'd be called on of course, just things that would make you want to fight him, and he welcomed it. He worked on provocation, so I got up keeping my cool my breath coming out only slightly uneven, I really didn't want to try him on I was a full five five and one thirty eight last time I weighed, people can say what they want about size not mattering but looking up into his piercing glare I did not feel confident. At all. He was on the football, basketball, lacrosse, and ROTC, basically getting a free ride all the way to graduation and he was looking at me like I did HIM wrong? Thinking about him overrode my logic of past encounters with this man. "Maybe you need to big watch it" it wasn't the greatest, but it was the best my mind put together. His eyes darkened as I spoke, I felt the punch coming and closed my eyes instinctively. I heard him walking blowjob away before I opened then again, my breath let out without me petite realizing I was holding it. I really thought my mouth got me in trouble there. I was walking into my next class economics as I thought about what I was gonna do for spring break, probably just pick up a few drinks each day and piss it away. I should be going, I should. Two ladies need to take a coin and pair up with someone," I tell the room. Wonderfully ironic I thought.” “Such a lazy bones,” Mother said, “You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in petite the Bierhaus last night, they had Princess Caroline there all the time tied up!” "Well, yeah, sure, you’re our inspiration!" "See!" Julia asked. I hadn't planned to attend that part of the big evening but Melinda said it sounded like fun so off we went to the ballroom. She had to admit, even run down as he was, Micah was kind teen of cute. This whole time that she had been distracted by Micky's struggle with her bladder she had really needed to pee too. Acheron Doe is not what I’m expecting. What was going on with her? “Oh fuck!” Chad groaned. "Maybe this wasnt a good idea" She said out loud after smelling her armpits and realizing that she stunk bad. But I am confident that if I had remained at home, I would have been blonde taken from home against my will and would have had more horrifying things done to me by men worse then the many things that already have been done. John surprisingly responds, “Yesterday we were down about $3.00 on moderate trading, today we went back up $2.85 on heavy trading,” he tells me. Again, I’m really impressed that he knew this information. 
“Ow Daddy! Heather was biting her lower lip and watching Dan, the other twin as he thrust into their mother from behind. She even touched it. Her fingers were soaked, she was so horny. Her kisses covered his six-pack, his chest, blowjob including his nipples. Beth pounded Lesslie’s ass relentlessly, fucking her as hard as she could. My brother is going to be home tonight right sister-in-law?” Trying to act cool like it was nothing at all, Crowbar reached around Cindy's slender waist and Hardcore began to escort his young dairy queen across the trashy park towards the big truck that read "JAKE'S TATOO EMPORIUM" on the side. "Do you like that Susan," Joe asked? “I certainly don’t mind.” I replied, “and I’m sure that the guys round appreciated it as well.” “I’m really sorry.” she repeated. “Wow, you are one hell of a brave girl.” Vern was a great dad. A few minutes later I had her seated in hot water up to her shoulders.