One day in class as I was sitting behing him and the Sun was shining through the window, all I could see were hundreds of soft golden hairs running do...wn the nape of his neck. I sat there at that Maths lesson, ignoring the numbers and imagined myself nussling up and down his neck kissing those soft golden hairs. I think he got picked on and bullied because, basically he was a very 'pretty' boy. He had a full mouth with cherry lips and as i have described before deep brown puppy dog eyes.Well now. Monday. the regular way. Tuesday, he’d have me tie him up. You get the idea.Mr. Rampton wasn’t somebody who’d never made out, even, Who’s never even been felt up except by a boy behind her on the bus who did it on another boy’s dare, knowing she’d be too wimpy to tell. I’d giggled and even raised my elbow while he did it, but sat up front from then on.Anonymity is just so powerful.“Mel, you deserve a hug of admiration for giving exams without multiple-choice questions,” Patty told him, his name. Ash Collins told Sandra Fleming who filled Daddy in. He said, “This Wexler is ... deeper than any of us realized.”“How so? I mean Matt told me about shilling for the Meriwethers. To those fringe groups. Anti-government extremists.”“Yeah. But apparently there’s another layer to the guy. The FBI doesn’t have it nailed down, but ever since his arrest there have been too many Wexler rumors to ignore. Underground rumors.”“Oh?’“Remember a couple of years ago — all that chatter about the Silent. He was willing to give her everything, and he shortly would; like many other men before, she would own him completely within a matter of weeks, thoroughly enjoying breaking him and stripping him of all his assets, before disposing of him to one of her friends. She whipped him with her crop again as the last drops of semen dribbled from his cock."Now lick those boots clean!" Her pussy was ready for licking again as she watched the defeated cur willingly lick his own white streaks of semen from.