"Patrick O'Malley? Please report immediately to the office."Uh-oh! Had I screwed up somehow? But my fears were unfounded. It turned out that it was no...thing more than a summons to the infirmary, where the school nurse had heard about my accident. She just wanted to make sure I was okay, and up to the challenges of the beginning of the school year."Sorry to pull you out of class like that," she said sincerely. She was a short, chubby, middle-aged woman, wearing a name tag that informed me she was. And the more she kept up with the others, the more the hurt was spread around the rest of the crew. And something in Cassie, that rational academic part of her brain that looks for things that make sense even if they're uncomfortable, decided that maybe she hadn't been doing her best. Like, the whipping didn't magically lend more strength to her muscles. So clearly she had more to give and she just couldn't give it without an incentive.This is why poor people aren't academics, Cassie concluded. "Georgette grabbed Sheryl's arm harder and gave her a look that told her she was being crazy. Sheryl quickly waved her off, mouthing, "It's okay," before telling Shawn, "It's only until tomorrow. Maybe we can do something special together then." Yeah, okay."Sheryl ignored the dejected sound in his voice, and hung up. Then looking back at Georgette, she rolled her eyes and said, "Finally!" Girl, I'm tellin' you, yer goin' ta fuck around and lose that man." Well what am I going ta do? I'm so. Instead, she cupped the tit, marvelling at its fulness. No wonder boys lusted after her - Mangala's sweet and innocent sister, who was just embarked upon an unpredictable journey into the unknown. Though seeing her sister this way made her want to lessen her agony, she knew better than to do anything about it. Instead, she realized that she was feeling as strange, unacceptable sensation in her loins, one which told her that her sister would be a great fuck. For a full five minutes she.