9 “I’m sorry, I actually can’t today,” you say, apologetically. “My parents want me home for some dinner with family friends.” “Argh… that sucks…” “Rain check?” “Ok,” she says, half-heartedly. “Well, I should go to Chemistry.” “Alright, see you later.” She walks away with your eyes stuck on her bare legs. When she gets out of sight, you walk amongst the crowd, get to your Maths class and sit at your seat. Go to 10. 10 The lesson seems to pass quickly but you still have time to get bored during the last fifteen minutes, as you finished all the exercises before your classmates. To wait sexy for the teacher, Mrs Courtney, to correct them, you take your mobile phone out discretely and open Snapchat. You notice that Sandy, a classmate of yours, posted something new to her story before coming to class. Sandy is a tall girl, with dirty blond hair, green eyes and ass a very nice figure, though you have always found her skinny. She does not normally dress in a sexy fashion, more like elegantly, this is why what you see shocks you. It is a selfie of her completely naked with a caption saying, “I fuck for money, pm me if interested!” Then the screen moves on to another picture showing fares, “touching: $10, BJ: 25, fucking: $50, anal: $100”. You check your pocket and realise that you have $30 on you. What girl do you do? Send her a message to set up a meeting, go to 11. Ignore the Snap, go to 12. 11 Making sure that Mrs Courtney can’t fuck see you, you send Sandy a private massage saying, “Interested, I’ve got £30 on me.” You wait a couple of minutes and get a reply, “Great, you’ll get to play with my boobs a bit before I blow you. Meet me in corridor C during the break.” With anticipation building up, the rest of the lesson seems to pass slower than usual. Mrs Courtney announces the start of the correction time, and you realise without great surprise that you indian had everything right. When the bell finally goes off, you run out of the classroom like the Road Runner and get to corridor C. For some reason, this corridor is always deserted, even though there are perfectly decent classroom and study rooms. But there are no toilets, no photocopying machine, and more importantly, nowhere to get coffee for the teachers, which may be why they always manage to move their lessons elsewhere. Only one girl is standing there, her back against the wall. Sandy, wearing her usual elegant clothes looks up at you and smiles like a banker before inviting you in their Nipples office. “I was surprised to see those Snaps,” you tell her. “Well, I need money and I love sex, so I only see advantages! Do you have the money?” You take the $30 out of your pocket and give it to her. She counts the bills and once she is satisfied, she looks back up at you and smiles. “Follow me,” she says. She walks in the corridor, with you following her and looking at her ass in those tight jeans. 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Reflecting on the night, Michael clearly asked about Hermione and Ginny said no. girl That was a big moment for me. The sound approached at breakneck speed, growing louder, deeper, shaking the temple’s foundation with its force. "Yes mother, we will be on our best behavior. Like a bitch in ass heat. “Why don’t you turn off that computer and joins up over there?” Pointing at the bed. It just makes sense that that’s what she’s upset about.” That was quite a fall you had huh honey?” He stares her down while she lets out a quiet mumble and nod in agreement. “He just shot his load in hos pants!” Alf Keats laughed, and he pulled me breeches down. But not tonight, I am shagged out.” This made the girls laugh.