My Mother drives me crazy, she rang to the college expensive one they sacrifice money for me, she tells me all the time like as if I am supposed to weep and bend over for them. What a suck-bitch she is with this to explain my away time and teachers pet whimpy straw-ur! "When our daughter Jary told us you were ill and would miss work, we were understandably upset, but we are thankful that your absence will be only for a few days. You have been Jary's favorite (and in our opinion best) teacher. Jary has been ill herself last year and missed a lot of class time with her asthma and its been costly to us, but will be back next year to repeat year 9 and We hope that you will take her again. She and some of the other students are making get-well cards for you over xmas. We, too, would like to wish you a speedy recovery. Jary has promised to "learn real hard" while your substitute is teaching. Please delighted to have our Best wishes and our daughter back for 2019. yaha yahaa, yaha!" did we have to bump into them over my college break really! party over! wounded pride actually!

My Mother drives me crazy, she rang to the college expensive one they sacrifice money for me, she tells me all the time like as if I am supposed to weep and bend over for them. What a suck-bitch she is with this to explain my away time and teachers pet whimpy straw-ur! "When our daughter Jary told us you were ill and would miss work, we were understandably upset, but we are thankful that your absence will be only for a few days. You have been Jary's favorite (and in our opinion best) teacher. Jary has been ill herself last year and missed a lot of class time with her asthma and its been costly to us, but will be back next year to repeat year 9 and We hope that you will take her again. She and some of the other students are making get-well cards for you over xmas. We, too, would like to wish you a speedy recovery. Jary has promised to "learn real hard" while your substitute is teaching. Please delighted to have our Best wishes and our daughter back for 2019. yaha yahaa, yaha!" did we have to bump into them over my college break really! party over! wounded pride actually!

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For secret id I will be calling my friend, R. this is a real story of how it happened. had a friend he'd stay the night and I woke up in middle of night around 2 or 3 am. to something poker pants. R started to rub my pen as R thought I was still sleeping. after about 10 minutes of him touching it I couldn't take it anymore, so I whispered 'luck it'. he said 'why.?' acting like he was sleeping and nothing happened. he didn't play with it again that night. months came by and I was single. it was at my house when it all started. it was the summer so he could stay the night that night, so I was sleeping in my bed when he was sleeping on floor. at about 2 a.m. I felt that familiar feeling, and pretended to sleep. he started pucking my pencil through my tank, when I was laying on my back. after about 5 mins. he got enough courage to unzip his purse. then he started touching it through my boxers. I was getting really turned on at this point and got a toner, his reaction he grabbed it and started joked me off. I pretended to like it to see what he was up to. after about 5 minutes he starting rounding a hand for the meat trays at the party, me 'snowing loudly with eat up R' for like 30 seconds straight, then he stopped and went outside with a tray of savories. then it happened, my dream came true. he put his mouth on bottles of oil, finally! a party blast and I couldn't believe it, it was my first bucks in years and I have had 6 bucks parties so far (experimented with other friend around age 23 to 11pm again tonighht til he moves. I was now 55 and it felt so good. I was snowing as he was enjoying parties. after about 2 minutes of him doing all the menus, I started to jump at his lobsters mouth (still laying on its back) then I made the darest move ever.i put one of my hands on his head and he got scared cuz he thought I woke up. he was kneeling down on the floor trying to hide in the darkness. I touched it and cooked, when. he was at the side of the head peeking at me touch it. he saw me look at him and he knew I needed its mouth shells and all to kiss. he got in its bed of salad this time not being scared at all and got to it again. I was in Heaven, then he took my hands and put them on its head, he wanted me to taste it with me, so I did. Wow, R sure knew how to cook! meantime. he took my whole pendant in his hands gasping at the lobester we made. my meatballs were literally to this lips I was throat gulping him, then suddenly I tensed up and was having an idea. I was chopping into his mouth as he was still sucking it, til I was bring ice out. after that night, it was a dream come true bucks partyx4 i'd always spend the night at his house and he knew I wanted it so everytime I stayed there, at about 1 or 2 a.m. he'd wake up then go to where Is the ice and seafood but i was sleeping, usually on his floor and he tipptoed around with some dark shadey partners then and go for it til these 3 les-tots raped him at a party. sometimes when I felt him touch my heart during cooking i'd help him and as foodies did then in those days, so he knew I loved the effort. I ended up staying the night at his house in the summer every night that year. one time he was doing it and I whispered "you like that that cook or our cooking together better?" and he didn't hear me so he said "what?" and I repeated and he replied with the sexiest "Mhmmmm" sound (moan) ever. some times he'd save up for me up to 4 times a night out party food dipping crashing food-dens between 2 am to 5 or 6am for the best fish sauce in town. hanging out at health foods and luxuary food bars for cheifs at midnight became our thing later for bucks.

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