"Very good, Justine!" I can barely hear her whispered compliment over the pounding of my pulse!I sigh with relief and longing as she drifts away, murm...uring encouragement to other students as she passes.Why, oh why did I take THIS art class! Even as the thought enters my head, the answer niggles at the back of my brain: 'Because, Justine, you have a stupid schoolgirl crush on Ms. O'Connor!'Yes, I have to admit that I took the class because I wanted to be close to her. Never mind that every boy. One of them peeked through the door leading into the front part of the store."Oh my god!! Who is that!" she screamed."Oh shit , I've got to see this,' I said.I went straight through the door anxious to see what all the fuss was about.It only took me a few seconds to realize what it was that had the girls so excited.There standing next to a rack of our largest bras was a girl, but not just any girl. She was truly amazing. She stood about 6 foot 2 inches and was large - no make that huge. She was. Jake shaved her from naval to anus. He took special care near her labia lips. Jake wiped the remnants of the shaving cream from Betty's bald pussy. Jake stroked her clit with his right hand and used his left on her swollen red tits. Betty begged "oh my god, you are making me cum! Squeeze and rub me like a real man, I love it!"Jake alternated from one breast to another turning them bright red, but no bruises yet. Jake leaned to her ear and said "you are such a slut with your husband only a few. "Harry sends his apologies; it all blew up too late to contact you this morning. Safe journey, Dave. It has been a pleasure to meet you." Same goes for me, Bo." We shook hands, and it wasn't until the flight was half way home that I remembered that Harry had shaken my hand the night before. He must have known he wouldn't be seeing me at the airport the next day.I got to Plaistow in the early evening, and found that my mother had a new bloke – nothing new there then – and that Miriam was in.