He wondered how the hell he would be able to concentrate in sixth form when he knew his girlfriend of six weeks was already putting out.*Layla never b...othered to pay attention in class. She had managed to pass her exams with flying colours so starting the sixth form shouldn’t have been any different. ‘Work hard, play harder,’ was her attitude.Staring out of the window, she watched the mid-morning sun break from behind the clouds, energising the quiet green fields. The noise of the chatting. What I wouldn’t give for a good French whore right now?”King Charles, the boy king, whose uncles were the real powers behind the French throne, had filled Jean and his men with the dream of plunder and wealth. Jean was enthusiastic when the King’s messenger delivered the personal request of the King for Jean to join the legendary Sir Luc de Vienne to attack the English at home, instead of on French soil. The Scottish King Robert II promised the French could keep any loot they took in England,. “mmmm that feels good babe just sit there like that for a bit” he said as he held her hips tight, holding her down.Then, as expected, came a knock at the door and as Susan tried to get up Lee hung on tight and called out “door’s open, come in”. Susan panicked and desperately tried to get up but he held her tight as the 2 strangers walked in with their mouths open as they saw them both. Still impaled on Lee’s cock, Susan tried to cover herself but Lee told the guys to help themselves to a feel. "I've never had a drink." The idea made her skin tingle as she scanned all the bottles behind the bar."This is going to be a weekend of firsts." His eyes sparkled as he kissed her back."Tonight's gonna be so hard," she said as she slid her hand up his thigh."It already is," he laughed and squirmed away from her fingers."God, y'all are too fucking cute." The drunk woman at Di's left gave her a bleary eyed glance. She was older, in her forties maybe, and had a martini glass sitting in front of.