”She nods, expressionless. CassandraNervously I knock on the closed room door, on which a ROOM RESERVED sign hangs.“Come in,” Fynn calls from t...he inside.I open the door and enter the classroom.“Hello Cassandra, I‘m Mister Evil, and as you know, you're here for detention.” He greets me and makes it clear that we are in a roleplay, even though Mister Evil was clearly inspired by my teacher name Miss Dark. Let's see how evil this Mister Evil really is.He asks me to sit down. “So, if you'd like to. Staring down at her I can see the fear in her eyes. Although I want to do this I can’t bring myself to do it. Eventually I succumb to my desires and proceed with my plans. “Take you clothes off.” I say. She begins to beg. This makes me only hornier and angrier. “Take you clothes off.” I say again. Still she refuses. I grab her by the throat lifting her off the makeshift bed and throw her into the barn wall. With my left hand strangling her, my right wanders down her skirt into her panties and I. But finally I found this quiet sexy and soft to touch, looking more and more like my mother intimal parts. The only bad side was the increase of hairs on my pubis, my outer lips and extend to the internal part of my thighs. My mother noticed it also and said that it was one step on my adult development. I understood this easily as my sexual Education at school explained this to all my contemporary school friends.With the beginning of my menstruation I understood that I reached the adult age,. It didn’t help either that I was not an outdoors type of person. I was a very thin build and was not like outdoors. I especially did not the bug and inspect outdoors. At one point when we walking down the trails to our cabins a grasshopper jumped toward me and I screamed. Everyone was laughing at me. Jessica came over and scared it away from me. She was so nice. Jessica was the probably twenty years old. She had a perfect body. Blonde tan 5’7 with huge breast. She wore her clothes very tight.
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