Funny thing though, my parentsnever made the distinction about gender and mascara to me, it was whatit was, a black cream that went on lashes.I think ...my knowledge of male and female came from my peers. I was nevera big boy, but as the saying goes, I was tough as nails. Other boyswould tease me for being too skinny and being in the shorter half of myclass, assumed I would be a pushover for bullying.Bullying was something that took place everyday in every grade inschool. The bullies were always. Thode der baad phir se chus chus ke unhone mera lund khada kar dia or boli raj ab chod is pyasi chut ko raha nahi ja raha mujhse. Maine unko niche letaya or pair failake unka main bich main chala gaya.Apna lund main unke chut pe ragad raha tha or wo aaahh uhhhhh uuimaaa raaaajjj aaisa maaatt kaarrr maain maarr jaunngiiii. Jaldii chood mujheee… Maine unka hath pakad lia or lund jo ki chut pe sata hua hua usko ek jorse shot maraa to mera aadha lund unke chut main ghus gaya or wo darad se chillane. The school she worked at did not like this way of thinking and fired her. They describe her theory as, misguides, mistake, flawed, completely out of her fucking mind. The order found her and gave them a Job. She had been one of there best members. She a little more nicer them some of the other mistresses but she not afraid to whip someone for there own good. She was a mother of 2 and had large milky breast that she used in her work. Her son was a sub and her daughter was a dom. She was very. ”“Oh! We’re just below you on 6, I hope you can’t hear the kids when they run wild down below.” She laughed so sweet.“So that was you yelling and chasing them out to the patio? Just kidding, these walls are solid. Very little makes it to your neighbors.” I grinned that innocent grin that usually helped get me laid regularly.Our drinks arrived, and I held my glass up and said, “here’s to the beach and beautiful friendships.”She clinked her glass with mine and took a nice swallow. “Oh that’s so.