I could almost taste her bouncing and delicious backside rubbing on me slow and sweet making me feel good down deep inside where my juices were bubbli...ng with brimming lust.These western females were all such whores.She sat across from me with her skirt short enough to allow me a glimpse of the paradise between her legs. Her lips were painted just like all other western women and the eye shadow was a bit overdone to offset the unbelievably long false eyelashes. All in all, she made my dick hard. But he was crying inside, too. Les was always one of the most popularboys in the class. Girls had crushes on him, and boys respected him, butnow that had changed because of me and Dwight. Les was used to being aleader. But the teasing was too much, even by a few teachers.I stuck by his side, out of friendship, and was able to force those whowere teasing him to stop by using the anti-bullying rules. And thoserare times when he felt depressed, he'd thank me for being his friendwith a brotherly. . but I know. I know how much you enjoy it. Feeling the clothes fit so wrong, be feel so right to you. Knowing that your cock is rock hard under the skirt and that you are getting ready to expose your pleasure in all of this to me.... and knowing that I am the only one who knows this about you, and still loves you. Who else would see you like this and not laugh at you... not be repulsed... not run away... I accept this of you... and only me. Your skirt drops to the floor, revealing your hard. It's just that -- well, isn't there something you're not telling me?"Kira closed her eyes for a second. "Odo," she said as she opened them again. "Is there anything that goes on that you don't know about?" I certainly hope not," the security chief said, somewhat smugly.Kira smiled. "Just where do you get your information from, anyway?" Major," he said, seeming to draw a breath, "I've run the security on this station under the Cardassians and now the Bajorans. I've got sources the Cardassians.