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I still fantasize about my English teacher from 35 years ago
Posted December 31st, 2011 by BustyTeacherFan
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It's Friday night, and we decide to go out on a date. I drive to a resort hotel distant from our condo, where the people will be tourists. Since we are out to have fun, we have some tokes of marijana in the car before we go into the hotel. I'm already horney from what you are wearing, a short black skirt and a black halter top with a bare midrift. continue reading »
Shaggy beard and tattoos, and a ridicolously good dancer. I really really want to do dirty things to him.
There is this really skinny tall boy in my homeroom. I told all of my friends that I stopped liking him at the beginning of last year. The truth is that I've never stopped liking him, no matter how much I try. I can still see myself sitting on his lap and playing with his hair. Or having his warm hands intertwined with mine. Or kissing his neck a slowly moving up to his lips. Fuck my life.
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I've always hated violence. I just declared myself a pacifist a year ago. But my life has been so crappy lately that I have no motivation. I'm thinking about joining the army t have some meaning in my pathetic existence.