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We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures were good enough to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. The adventure I’m about to describe is when Jon decided that I should further my education a bit by: - Going to Night School If you’ve read my Journal you will know that I’m not a very big person (well, the features that you can see when I’ve got some clothes on) and that my face is quite young looking. Just before Christmas 2000 I’d lost my part-time job as a hairdresser when the building that the salon was in caught fire. Hardcore Just after Christmas 2000 Jon decided that I would go back to school. At first I was a bit horrified that he wanted me to spend days sitting through boring lessons, but after a couple of minutes of explanation I started looking forward to it. Jon took me to a comprehensive school at the other side of town and I signed-up for Computer Literacy blowjob Course. He said that it was time that I learned a bit more about PCs. The next night he took me to a college and into an Art Class. When I saw all the students sketching a bunch of flowers that was on a desk in the middle of the room I got a little worried and excited. I tried to tell Jon that I was a hopeless artist, but he wouldn’t listen to me. A couple of minutes later the teacher came into the classroom and pov over to us. Jon asked if he was still looking for a life model. At first I didn’t twig but as the teacher looked me up and down I realised that Jon wanted me to pose for the class. I got all excited thinking 'wow, legitimate flashing’. Without even talking to me Jon and the teacher agreed that I’d pose for the class on each Monday evening for the next 4 weeks. This is what happened at the classes – well the interesting bits. Computer Class I was just starting to put some clothes on to go to my first evening class when Jon told me to wear a blouse and skirt. The blouse he told me to wear was quite baggy and he told me not to fasten the top 3 buttons. This meant that the highest button that was fastened was petite right in the middle of my boobs. As soon as Jon told me that I realised that he wanted me to let the teacher see inside my blouse. I didn’t need telling twice; in fact I was looking forward to it. I made sure that the blouse wasn’t tucked into my skirt much so that it only needed me to lean forward a little for there to be a gaping hole for him to see in when he stood next to me. I put a coat on and drove Jon’s car to the teens school. When I got there and found the right classroom, 4 other people were already sat in front of PCs talking to each other. As I walked in they all smiled at me and 2 said, “Hi.” When I took my coat off one of the older men’s eyes opened wide when he saw my micro skirt. I smiled at him and asked if I could sit at any of the desks. She helped him remove it. “Why not? Suddenly it hit me like a ton of bricks, it was laying eggs in Kristen. It was their business and I didn’t say anything. Chapter 7 "Miss Melton," he acknowledged, with a wry smile. I literally hated your guts. Shove it all the way in. Make me gag and choke on it. She purred pov that ended with a hmmm sound proud that I teens finally got it. She replied, blowjob hoarsely. She was knowledgeable and her views were well thought out. We’d both looked at prices a few months previous, and decided that they cost way too much. Do you understand?” “I have been on the road for five years without ever finding Hardcore any fresh clues of where Carmen Elisa can be found, just rumors about somebody like her having visited the place I move through a long time ago.” It felt so incredibly good to let her finger trace the bud of her clit. “And sweetheart, there is not one little thing I think you should change. petite