"What's wrong?" he asked.What's wrong? What's wrong? There is so much to say for an answer tothat question. I didn't want any of this. I don't want an...y of this,right? I don't want this. Do I? I don't know anything anymore. I'msurprised I even remember my name. Charlie is fighting with Vanessa andKyleigh is asking to join the battle. I'm don't want to be agirlfriend. I want a girlfriend. Yeah, that's what I want."Michael, you know what is wrong," I said. "Don't, play stupid withme," I. Heather turned to the side. As she slid down her underwear we saw her cute round butt. Now I was breathing heavy like Freddie. Heather straightened up and turned to the mirror. As she again turned her body back an forth we saw that little bit of hair she let grow and the mound and tightly closed pussy where no man had gone so far. I lost my balance, fell onto Freddie, and sent us careening into the door. Heather reacted in horror, real or mock and made an attempt to cover. I could tell she felt powerful as an Amazon being between a boy's legs like this, even if they still resisted her. She pushed forward but I squirmed a few inches and she missed her target. We did this several times as she gradually pulled my legs apart and pulled up my skirt. Finally, she was at my opening. She lubed her dildo (let us be thankful for small blessings) and quickly found the right spot; she spread my legs using hers and after my several frenzied attempts to evade her, she entered. .” She let her voice trail off. I waited for her to finish the sentence. “What we are wondering, is what it takes to pass civics...” “Like I told you,” I responded, trying my best to ignore the obvious in front of me, “You have to put forth the effort and complete the course work.” My heart was beating about a 180 beats a minute. “Is there anything we can do for extra credit?” Holly asked, placing an emphasis on the word “extra”. As she spoke, Holly took a pen from the pen and pencil holder on.