“God, I hope it wasn’t these that got to me, cause that’ll make the rest of these videos kinda sad. Anyway, let’s begin.”In the couch in her... head, Contessa Helena de San Finzione and Suzy-Q were continuing their discussion.“Then who was Raymond Chen?” Helen asked.“Nobody,” Susy-Q said as she slid closer. “A name out of the Hong Kong phone book; there’s probably a couple hundred Raymond Chens. Statistically speaking, with that many, one of them has to be a pedophile or something, so you can take. Meri baat par Neetu Akash se poochi: Tumhe garmi nahi lag rahi kya, Akash?Akash: Haan… nahi… matlab ok ok sa hai, par thodi garmi hai.Neetu: Garmi to tumhe bhi lag hi rahi hai.Uski baat par main use dekhi to Neetu ki nazar Akash ke short ke taraf dekh rahi thi. Tab jakar main bhi dekhi ki Akash ke short mein ek halka ubhar uth gaya hai.Mann hi mann khush hui ki Akash par bhi mere khel ka asar hone lag gaya hai. Khel ko aur aage badhane ke liye main Neetu se boli: Waise bhi tu ye full sleeve. “A little tender but I’ve already iced it twice, and Coach just finished putting an Ace Bandage wrap on it,” I replied as I dug out my Music and English notebooks and Anthology.“So, Coach knows, huh?” Tempe softly asked.“Oh, yeah. I went to his office as soon as I got here. His semi-angry lecture to me would have been a full blown, tear a strip off Mike’s back - type butt-chewin’ if I waited ‘till later today or in PE to tell him about it.” I chuckled.“Should I go talk to him and take the blame. She would fuck me with "Shirley", and I would just turn the pages, try to be so cool and aloof until the "fuck me " sounds began to come out of me on their own. Then she would call me her little bitch, and fuck me and finger me till I was going crazy. She introduced me to bi-sexual women who liked toys and porn together. We would look at the pictures, get a little bit hot, and that always got our sex escapades off to a fun start. We could both fuck, or fuck a third person, with Shirley, and she.