I sighed as I started my journey back home through the snow. By car, it would have been fifteen minutes, so I probably had three hours of walking ahead of me. As I took my first few steps, I felt a vibrating in my pocket. I took out my phone and turned on the screen. I’m so sorry. <3 It was from Megan. Sighing, I gave my phone a small smile. I didn’t big feel like texting her back, but I think I did need to text a certain someone. Searching for Nicole in my contacts, I found her and brought up the messages screen. You were right. I broke up with Megan. I hoped that would soften her disposition towards me somewhat. Though, as I expected, she didn’t text me back for the rest of the day. Although, that didn’t stop me from being disappointed for every second as I made the multiple-hour-long journey home. It’s kind of funny to look back on the exams of my grade nine year. They were the first exams I ever had in high school, and objectively, should have been very important to me. But the most important things in my life were black happening outside of school. People say that school is important. Teachers blowjob say that school is anal important. “And I bet you of all teachers think the most that school is important.” I continued my rant. “But it’s important for all the wrong reasons. All this drama… Like, high school drama, not theater drama… all this unnecessary crap… I don’t want it amateur to be important.” I paused, and scoffed. But there was only so much he could do. We could have threesomes with Kyleigh or Nikkole. She doesn't deserve it. “I’m going to take her upstairs to get cleaned up and nurse amateur before bed. Why would she say that, in quite that way? I scratched out a big few lines of my bible, blowjob and printed Hatred’s destiny upon them. I responded without hesitation. I asked John for a pen and one of my business cards. Arms pulling me into an embrace, legs surrounding me. Supple warmth, soothing whispers, and the heartbeat of another. We had told everyone to come around one for pre-wedding drinks and snacks so I went in around noon for a shower and another shave. By the fifth, she was lapping at the floor like a dog, oblivious to the pain in from her breasts and ass, scraping her tongue across the anal floor to suck up every drop. I don’t think I will be able to hold off much longer, Honey,” He pleaded. He pushed two fingers in and took them out to swallow what was on black them.