They can see my eyes are wide and popping, and my mouth is hanging open like the gormless tosser I am. Miss Michelle holds the paper tray and Her arms... squeeze Her bosoms. Like I’ve seen in mags many times, and which usually is enough to make me spunk my pants. It’s at times like these – very rare though they are – that I literally forget where I am, as I’m totally mesmerised by the girlie-goddess who’s showing Her loveliness in my full view. As a compulsive masturbator and girl-worshipper I. But he wasn't principal anymore. That fake righteous bitch SharmaPramod was. When he'd finally gotten caught after 20 years, her shapelyass had been first in line to take his place, and with her sleek bodand wits, not to mention minority status, she'd taken his job assmoothly as pulling a candy cane out of a baby's fist and replacing itwith a sweet little curry puff.That's what he'd started calling Sharma: The Curry Puff.After a bike ride one day, while trying to pick up a good lay at thelodge. They chattered and the years began to roll back. "Tell me Jan what have you been doing since you left the club after your husband's decline?" She was silent for a few moments and then told him, at first hesitant but then as he show an interest the up's and down's that she had experienced. She told him that the loss of her husband had put her into deep depression, which resulted in her being hospitalized for a number of weeks. She told him of the loss of her job and finally the bank had taken. She threw a hissy fit when he informed her that he had to relocate again. It was rather disturbing to see in a 41 year old woman, who was supposed to be mature enough to grasp the reality of things. So be it, bitch, Richard thought to himself. I gave you 20 good years of marriage. We have 2 kids, 17 year old twins now, turning 18 right before graduation. I tried to be a fine husband and father. Do I get appreciation and respect for doing my part to provide for us and keep a steady job? No, that.