I think it is because both of us would like the excitement of raw sex with others. That has nothing to do with love. You closed your eyes and pretende...d that the cock that was ramming your pussy was not mine but something new. It excited you and there is nothing wrong with that.”Heather snapped back at him “But it was your cock slamming into my pussy. I think you just want to slam your cock into other pussies. That is why you are saying this.” Heather got up and stormed out of the room.Heather. I cringed at the memory of it. What will I do now? Melanies View I laid in my bed sobbing. I knew he hated me but not so much that he would blackmail me and make me feel like a cheap whore. His penis was big for his age though. I cringed as I licked my lips could still taste his cum on my tongue, it was gross. What would I do now, I knew I couldnt snitch and I knew the he would snitch the first chance he could get. I sat wide awake at home by myself. I didnt want to be on my own. Well I wasnt. Angela knew the routine, but that made it only worse. They had been introduced to the Disciplinary Rules on their first morning, and she had witnessed the first caning that very night as poor Elaine Smithers had received four at the foot of her bed for standing out of line. The first time she'd felt the "taste of the rod", as Barnes the director liked to call it, was one week later, for being "consistently insolent", and she had admired the stripes on her bottom for three or four days after. I'm feeling the need for something taller." I'm trying to sort out my parts to see what I can use to build a pedal car, and I want to set aside the parts for your bike. You want something faster, too, right?" What, you starting a new project?" Yeah. If I make it right, a pedal car with two riders and a plastic covering to cut the wind ought to be able to go faster than a bike, and it would kick ass." Flipped out." The Arthur part of my brain thought it was a splendid idea."Anyway, let's pick.