I never do anything I know will keep us from completing what we're supposed to on time and she goes along with me if I keep at her, which is just what... I did there in the kitchen.I did the tongue tango with her while my fingers worked the buttons of her shirt so that I could run my fingers over her soft luscious melons. When I gently tugged her right nipple, she groaned and squeezed my butt so tight I thought I we would go through each other.Sliding my tongue down her jaw line I sucked at the. .” Odd name I thought, but then there were worse in this room. Reginald snorted over by the TV just in time. “So, how was your first day?”“S’alright”“Erm...like the place?”“S’OK”“How’s the family?”“S’alright”“Is the dorm alright for you?”“S’alright”“Teachers OK?”“S’alright”“Shall we go shag behind the changing rooms?”“Are you sti...what did you say?”“Damn, caught me out”“That’s just sick! I’ve got a girlfriend!”“So?”“So?! It’s just wrong! Keep away from me!” And with that he stormed off leaving. I'm not some kind of suicidal Emo, I don't go for that self-harming shit, no it just feels like my life has hit a brick wall. I've done the being popular crap, hanging out with the popular girls, dating the popular boys, being seen in all the popular places, but everything I've done that's supposed to make me happy has just made me sadder, I hate myself for the stuff I've done, so unless I do something to make myself happy I may as well just fuck off and die.So, what got me into this downward. I felt the first swipe of the cat into my ribs, I felt it scratch into my skin hitting the reinforced nanotube fibers underneath it. I responded by punching it as hard as I could, I heard the crack of bone as my fist impacted its shoulder.The cat howled in pain and backed up from me. We both squared off against each other. The cat clearly ready to pounce, a combat display popped up in my head and began to calculate probabilities and angles of attack.Obviously, I had not cleaned out all the.