Tales of Jones Lab School

Bisexual High School: Tales of Jones Lab School #32: Lacy Gives Her Students As

Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals

Lacy Gives Her Students A's

by

Larry Marian

Pete, Bobby, and Lacy

Lacey Livingston, MA, sat in a chair in the food court of the mall close to Jones Lab School where she taught seventh and eighth grade English. She kept looking for prey as she knew a Friday night stood high on the list of good hunting opportunities. At twenty, she had already accomplished a great deal. She had entered Jones as a sixth grader in Cottage A with two other girls and three boys. Instead of being at Jones for seven years, she was graduated first in her class in six, at sixteen. From there she went to Cornell to earn her English degree, cum laude, in three and then to UVa for her masters. She then returned to Jones as a teacher for 7/8. So those were the known accomplishments. Well, her other accomplishments were known to many, but not praised so openly. The night of her twelfth birthday party she secretly asked her sixteen year old brother's best friend to come visit her after her brother had gone to sleep. "He goes to sleep real quick," she said. So friend went to her room to find her wearing a sheer baby doll night gown. The boy had to easily see her nipples and pussy through the fabric. Twenty minutes after he'd closed her door, he popped her cherry. The next day he taught her how to give a blow job. That knowledge helped her to seduce all three of the twelve year old boys in Cottage A, as well as getting into the Upper School to run wild with mostly blow jobs for the seventh and eighth graders as well as actual fucking with the ninth graders and a few tenth. This continued through her six years. Even as a senior she would gladly fuck a ninth or even an eighth grader if he met her standards while continuing to make it with her peers. As second semester began she discovered Johnny Huge Cock, the new kid with the almost perpetual hard on. She fell to his advanced development like the female students did. Three days after he came into her last block English class, she asked him to remain after class. Then she locked the door, drew the security curtain, turned off the lights except for her desk lamp, then turned her teacher chair before asking him to come behind the desk. "You know if anybody finds out, I'll probably get fired," she said. "I'm not going to tell. I can tell. You want to suck me and you want me to fuck you." Her response was to move her chair close enough to suck him. After he'd cum and gotten hard again she got on her desk top and he fucked her. This went on daily until he started having the mandatory medications so she looked forward when the day came when he walked in hard. She knew he'd be good for between one and three days, but she could not do anything from having sex with between three and five girls on those one to three days when his cock was hard and his desire unlocked. So he was four days into his five to seven so she hunted. Suddenly she heard, "Hey, Lacey, er, I mean Ms Livingston. Remember me? Peter Branson. I was eighth when you were a senior. Now I'm a senior and eighteen. We got together a couple of times." "Oh, yeah, Sit down Peter." He did and she leaned closer to him. "I remember you as being a damn good fuck for an eighth grader. How are you as a senior?" "My beddie thinks I'm good. So do four or five other girls. My beddie and I are not possessive. " "That's good. Say, old times sake. My apartment is about five or so minutes from here and on the way to Jones, When do you have to be back to the dorm? Sill nine thirty?" "Yeah." "I've had supper. Have you?" "Yeah. But I could eat something else." "So could I. Lets drive to my place. We'd have to leave by about nine fifteen to get you back in time. Oh, and when we leave here, it's Lacey. Okay?" "Sure. Let's go." With that Lacey led the way to her car, an older Toyota, parked away from other cars. Once inside, they turned to each other. "Never kissed a teacher before," Peter said. "No time like the present to start," Lacey replied. They came together with an embrace and a tongue duel. "Oh, yeah," she said when they parted as she started the car. "Yeah, you even knew how to French as an eighth grader. Let's go where it's more comfortable." With her car not facing another car she drove out forward. As she drove towards the entrance her right hand dropped onto his crotch. "Yeah. Feels good, Pete. I think it's grown." "I'm not thirteen any longer. You'll see." "I guess I will. And feel. And taste." His response was to reach over and cup her breast. "Too bad about the jacket. But, here we are." She pulled into an apartment parking lot, then into a numbered spot. The two got out of the Toyota to walk side by side into the entrance hall and then up to the second floor where she unlocked the door and ushered Peter in. The two took off their jackets. She put them over the back of the easy chair, then took his hand to lead him into the bedroom. There she flicked on the bedside light, leaving the rest of the room in the dim light of that lamp and the light from the living room. "Go ahead," she said as she dropped to her knees. "You take care of your shirt. I'll do the pants," With that she began to undo his jeans, then pulling them down, followed by his boxers. "Nice cock," she purred as his six plus inches sprang free. She began to minister to the cock. She didn't do a simple cram it into the mouth, then go back and forth or up and down. No. Kissing, licking, sucking both dick and balls. As her lips and tongue worked on the handsome shaft, her sighs of pleasure added to Pete's moans. As she worked the cock, her hands worked the buttons of her blouse. It came off to fall on the floor, revealing a lacy bra, maybe designed more for breast decoration than support. Peter leaned forward, reached down, found the single hook and released it. She shook it off. "Nice tits," he said. "I'm gonna wanna suck on them." Her mouth briefly released the cock. "I hope the fuck so," she said before taking the cock back into her mouth. Soon after that he mumbled. "Lacey. Getting close. Gonna cum. Soon, YES!! OH CHRIST - YES!!" as she felt and swallowed his major load. Once he'd finished she stood up. He kissed her bare breasts as he worked on her slacks. Soon the two had to remove their shoes to take off their pants. When they were both nude Lacey jumped into the bed, lay on her back, then spread her legs. "My turn," she said. "Great," Pete said as he slid face forward between her spread and raised knees to begin tonguing her. She responded almost at once, pushing his face into her wet pussy. She came again. "Pete. You're doing great. But fuck me now. I want that cock in my cunt. Now. Please." Of course he obliged her, sliding up to lie between her legs, taking but a second to find her love tunnel. She felt him slide in all the way with his first thrust. She returned it so in moments they were bucking in rhythm with each other. "Oh, God. Oh fuck. Pete. So good. " She had two more good cums before his second load erupted into her pussy. Then they rested. The next was doggy style, followed by 69. Then, with regret, the two dressed to take Pete back to Jones. Lacy wore only a pair of pants and her jacket, so Pete played with her tits the whole way. "So, Pete, tomorrow? How jealous would your beddie be?" "Well, if what was said back five years ago is true, I can bring a friend and our beddies can have fun eating each other out." "Sounds good. Okay. I don't want to get caught fucking a student in my car on school grounds. A kiss and a good bye. Call me. Okay?" "Yes, Ms. Livingston" "Remember your lessons, Peter." A quick kiss and Peter got out of the Toyota. Lacy smiled as she drove away. He got into the dorm area just in time. He went through the academic area to the wagon wheel spoked arrangement of the dorms, 7/8 I & II, 9/10 I & II, and 11/12 I & II under construction. He went up to his second floor room, shared with his beddie of now two years, Chastity,who was anything but. They had a nice room - with one small problem. They had 205. Next to them was 207, with BW Jefferson and Johnny Yamaguchi, though Johnny was legit now that he was a junior. But what stuff might trickle down to the 11/12 counselors, parents to BW? Peter got onto the bed at the warning bell. As the ten minute warning ended Chastity came in, still holding a PR towel. "Well, have fun?" Peter asked. "Yeah, You?" "Sure. I need a shower. You?" "Yeah. I need my backie tonight." "So do I." The two buddies gathered their stuff to troop to the rapidly emptying shower room and a quick shower with quicker back cleaning. Then the two dried each other off before going back to their room, hand in hand. The next morning Linda's phone woke her up. "Yes?" she answered. "Good morning. This is Peter. I've talked with Bobby Andrews. He's game for meeting with you today. His beddie and mine think that some girl time sounds great. So what's next?" "Okay. I don't think my picking up two senior boys on campus in daylight is a great idea. Can you two walk to my apartment? We'll have the day and I can dive you back to school after dark." "Sure. We're putting on our coats right now." "Great. I'll warm you up when you get here. Remember the apartment number? 269. Easy to remember." "See you soon, Linda." She immediately went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, sponged her pits and pussy, and applied deodorant and a light splash of perfume. Then she straightened the bed before going into the living room with a spare pillow, which she placed in the middle of the floor. Finally she sat down to wait. Her phone buzzed. "Hello?" "It's Pete. Bobby and I are walking across the parking lot now." "Okay. Ring bell three times so I know it's you guys. If you aren't hard, you will be." "I am." "Bye." Linda hung up and walked to the door. The bell rang three times so she opened it, shielding her nude body with the door as they walked in. "Jesus Christ," the other boy, Bobby said as he caught sight of the nude new teacher. "I'm not going to kiss either of you with those coats on. Take them off and hang them in the closet." With that she walked to where the pillow lay on the floor. As the two young men hung their coats she knelt down on the pillow. She watched Bobby's eyes when he turned around. He showed obvious surprise. "Okay, guys come here. Start taking off your shirts. I'll take care of the pants." The two seniors did as instructed, Bobby unbuttoning a dress shirt while Pete pulled off his long sleeve tee as they walked towards the kneeling young teacher, stopping just in front of her.. Lacy went to open up Bobby's pants first,then pulling down his jeans and boxers to reveal a nice looking spear headed pencil dick at the six inch mark. She cupped his balls before licking off his precum, then took it into her mouth for a few exploratory bobs. He didn't cum at once. "Nice taste" she said as she turned her attention to Pete, getting his pants down to. Yes, they made a nice team, she thought as she gave Pete's cock a quick warm up before turning back to Bobby's pecker and a longer suck session. For about five minutes she alternated between the two dongs, giving them each about thirty or so seconds each. Both began to fuck her mouth as their tension rose. "Oh, God. Ms...Lacy, I'm close. Don't stop now," Bobby moaned. "Yaaa," Lacy mouthed as she picked up speed. She felt his hands on the back of her head, then the twitch, then the first hard spurt of thick, warm cum flooding her mouth. Very salty, she thought. "Oh, sweet Jesus. So good. Ah, so good. Damn. Fuck, Lacy you sure suck cock good." Lacy stifled the instinct to correct his grammar but said, "Glad you liked it Bobby. Now, go sit down, take off your shoes and pants, then go to the bedroom and wait for Pete and me for rounds two and three." With that she turned her attention to Pete and his pre cum dripping cock. She licked it off, then attacked his cock with gusto. She noticed that Pete's was thicker, with a mushroom head and maybe just a bit shorter than Bobby's. "Yeah, Lacy. Suck it. Christ, you are good. No, great. Oh, shit. Coming close. Get ready. YES!!" She felt the twitch and his first shot at the same time. She had to swallow after the first one, then two more times before she took her mouth off his drained dick. Much sweeter cum than Bobby's. The two seniors made for some nice variety. "Okay, sweet Pete," she said as she stood up and kissed him. "Go do what Bobby did, take off your shoes and pants and find your way to the bedroom. Hurry or Bobby and I may start without you." "You bet, Lacy," Pete said as he hobbled the two feet to the couch. Lacy hurried into the bedroom to find Bobby on the bed, his cock hard again, grinning. She leaned over slightly and kissed him, letting him taste both Pete's and his cum. Pete walked into the bedroom to put his arms around Lacy, his hands cupping her breasts. Bobby leaned forward to kiss her stomach. "I have a better idea, guys. Let me lie down. Pete, you nibble on my titties and nipples while Bobby, you suck my clit and lick my pussy. Then you can trade off. Sound good?" "Yes, Teacher," Pete said as Lacy lay down. At once the two eager cunt hounds began to suck and nibble and tongue both pussy and boobs. Lacy began to moan almost at once. "Good job. Nice. Oh...baby cum. Yes." Her hips began to move. After about five minutes, Lacy moaned. "Second cum. Guys, switch." The two eighteen year olds did so at once, Pete took over clit/pussy duty while Bobby latched onto her left tit. A few minutes later she began to buck and moan. "Oh, shit. Oh fuck. OH, so,so,so good! God what a cum. Are you drowning down there, Pete. God!" She slowly calmed down. "Okay, guys. Let me switch to give you guys some room. Make a Lacy sandwich." "Lacy sandwich?" "Yeah, I'm the meat. One piece of bread gets to fuck me. The other piece of bread I suck.. Both pieces of bread get mayo, no mustard, no catsup, just that white mayo." The two horny guys grinned at that as Lacy arranged herself from the bottom left hand side to the top right. "I've fucked her yesterday and then four years ago. You go first, Bobby. She's wet as the ocean." Bobby didn't take a second to position himself between Lacy's spread legs, then guide his dick into her wet pussy. At the same time, Pete knelt in front of her, getting his bulbous cock head level with her mouth. Lacy leaned forward to engulf Pete's peter while Bobby's flesh sword hit its juicy target. "Oh, this is great," Bobby said. "Yeah. I hope Chastity and Vicky are having a good time," Pete said. "I hope so. They can entertain each other." Lacy wanted to laugh, but Pete's cock muffled her laughter. The two cocks brought her to another cum, a nice strong one. That may have been the trigger for Pete's explosive, "Oh, I'm cumming," which Lacy knew at once as his mayo flooded her mouth. A minute later Bobby announced his mayo delivery. Following that the three collapsed in a heap of tangled limbs. Even eighteen and twenty year olds need a rest. "Shit that was good. But let's rest a bit before we continue," Lacey said after she'd gently kissed each one. "Good idea," Pete said. "So what is your plan for after the rest period?" "Well, maybe lunch. I have sandwich makings and canned soup we can have to gain strength," Lacy said. "That sounds good. But after lunch?" Bobby asked. "Well, we can make a Lacy sandwich again and the slices just change ends. We can have a one watches the other and me and swap. You two can do me at the same time and swap. You haven't checked the bathroom yet, but there's a jacuzzi in it which should fit three for a second relaxing period and then start over." "Great idea," Bobby said. "Say, Lacy. Just wondering. They say you're brilliant, and you are very good looking to say the least. So how come you act like a slut?" Pete asked. "Because I'm a brilliant, physically attractive, articulate slut. I screwed or sucked every senior boy but one, every junior boy, I think, thirty-five sophomores, fifteen freshmen, three eighth graders and a seventh grader. And one member of staff/faculty. I love sex." "Wow. So how did you get started?" Bobby asked. "My twelfth birthday party. " "Your twelfth birthday party?" "Yep. My brother at the time was sixteen and his best friend spent the night with him. Well, my folks gave me some new bras for my birthday, but they had meant to give them to me in private but they got put out and I opened one. Mom grabbed the other two packages and gave them to me later. "So, after the party I went to my room, took off my shirt, took a bra from its box and was about to try it on when Ricky, my brother's friend just opened the door and walked in. Well, I had a crush on Ricky so I didn't scream or anything. He told me I looked beautiful and was sorry for barging in on me, all the while looking at my little boobs. "So I told him that I knew my brother fell asleep real fast. Why didn't he come to my bedroom after bro had gone to sleep. Of course I had no clue as to what I was doing. He left, we had supper, Bed time, I put on regular cotton pjs and a bath robe and said good night to everybody, kissed my parents, hugged my brother, smiled at Ricky, and went to my room. There I took off my long cotton pjs and put on a set of baby doll pajamas. Those are the skimpy two piece with exposed belly button. They were light pink and very sheer. Mom told me to always wear panties under the bottoms and a t-shirt under the top. This time I just wore the baby dolls, which left nothing to the imagination. I looked at myself in the mirror and could plainly see both my nipples and my pussy lips. Wow. I was sexy. "So I'm sitting on my bed reading a book and the door opens. It's Ricky. He closes the door and asks if it locks. I say yes and he locks it. I stand up, knowing he can see through the material. He comes and hugs me. I can feel his hard on. He kisses me. First a peek, and then a real one, tongue and all. Third kiss and his hand is under my top, playing with my nipple. Between the third and fourth kiss he takes off the top to kiss my boob and suck on my nipple. Well, you know the drill. During the fourth kiss his hand goes between my legs and then under the bottom, which came off between the fourth and fifth. He takes off his pj top, then pushes me down so he can go down on me which makes me cum. Then, off comes his bottom, I see his hard dick. He positions himself over me and enters me. "Between bike and horse back riding, gymnastics, and being a tom boy until I was ten, there was no pain and no blood. He had some experience as he lasted long enough for me to cum again. Then we lay there for awhile and he sweet talked me for awhile, we kissed and touched, and he did it again. Then he kissed me and left. "The killer was the next morning. Of course I had enough sense to put my cotton long pjs back on before I went back to my brother's room and like Ricky did, I just barged in. Wow. Both of them were nude and both had hard ons. Bro of course told me to get out. Ricky said, no. Let me teach her how to suck dick. So Bro says, huh? And I say, please, teach me. So with my brother watching, I learn how to suck dick. And I loved it. "So for the next year, every time Ricky spent the night he and I would have sex. I had a girl friend named Pam, who sort of had a crush on my brother. She was thirteen, but not by much. But Pam went down the same path. "So there you have it. Now do you want to put your clothes on and leave?" Pete and Bobby looked at each other. "Hell, no," they both said, "Let's screw around." So they did, first making the Lacy sandwich, then Bobby's at least first experience with double penetration. They paused again for the jacuzzi where Lacy jacked them while they played tit and pussy feel. Dark came before dinner so the three dressed before Lacy drove them back to the edge of campus. Her last words to them were "If you want, find a way to spend the night, And it can be one on Friday and one on Saturday. " She drove back to her apartment more than satisfied - for that day.

Johnny Huge Dong

Four days after her day with Pete and Bobby, Ms. Livingston walked into her Red Day first block eighth grade English class, finding it filling up with her fifteen students, seven girls and eight boys. The tardy bell rang, the class went through morning announcements, they had their minute of silence, recited the Pledge, and got ready to begin the assignment. As she went over the instructions she noticed Prissy and Vicky with heads together, obviously excited, obviously talking. Now these were two of her best students, normally totally attentive. "Prissy. Vicky. Have one of you won the lottery or something? Last I heard you had to be eighteen to play." Both girls at once got the "deer in the headlights" look in the direction of their teacher. Prissy began to blush, the red going down to her now well developing breasts. "Well, sort of, ma'am," Prissy stammered, so very unlike her. "Sort of? Well, let us all know so we can get on with Romeo and Juliet and the balcony scene." "Well, like, uh, you know there's a drawing for when Johnny Hu... er Mathews is in between. Well, now's one of those times and I drew today after fourth block. I wasn't trying to be rude, Ms Livingston. Honest." "I understand, Now, don't worry, Pricilla, but just stop by my desk after class, please. "So, is Romeo some sort of a pervert, or does he have a real crush?" The class got into the discussion and what followed. The release bell rang so, dutifully Prissy stopped at Ms. Livingston's desk. "Prissy. I'll hold you but a few seconds," she said, still sitting as she had most of the block, not wanting pussy juice to splash on the classroom floor, "Yes, ma'am." "You're eighth grade. You wear a V. I understand you have a roomie but not a beddie. What do you think will happen this afternoon between you and Johnny...Huge Dong?" "Ma'am, I guess something...I guess we'll do oral, ma'am." "Okay. Keep it that way. Johnny is one of those boys who can get a girl to do anything. Keep focused on what you will do and what you won't. Prissy - I want so much for you to hang a stained sheet on your 14/2. Please." Prissy threw her arms around Lacy, then raced next door to her next block as the second block class came in. Lacy sat down as the class began to sit and wait as she furiously inserted a tampon to dam her pussy juices brought on by thinking of past orgies, Fourth block came and with it Johnny, his cock hard as he entered. She knew what that meant. Per instructions from her he would leave the classroom at the end of the block and the school day, then come back in about five minutes. He'd enter, lock the door, close the safety drape, and then they'd have sex. Then he'd leave and then, some minutes later, she would. He'd gone on to - well, this time her thirteen year old Prissy who she knew was now still feeling out boys, not feeling them up. But she taught the lesson with no accusing or doubting eyes directed towards her. Johnny acted like a normal seventh grade boy faced with an old fashioned western story. The final bell rang as the students, dormies and townies alike leaving the class, some with a "good bye" and others with a nod or less. Johnny left with a wink. Five minutes later he returned, closed the door, locked it, and drew the danger curtains, then went to Lacy where they hugged and kissed, They parted as Lacy said, "One of my eighth grade girls meets you soon. Johnny - do not try to talk her into giving up her V. Understand me?" "Yeah," No. I want a `cross my heart and hope to die." Understand?" "Yes, Ms. Livingston." "Good. So what has happened so far today?" "Well, I woke up hard. Stacey took care of that before breakfast. The word got out. Tenth grader hurried through breakfast and a fuck. Lunch, ninth grader, another fuck. Now you, then the V eighth grader, an other eighth grader after study hall." "So what's your pleasure? I have lube." "Lube." So they did. Lacey lubed his dripping cock, then he added some to her butt. She bent over her desk to give a squeal as he entered her back door, They rocked and rolled for several minutes as he played with her bouncing tits until she felt his release enter her butt. He withdrew. "That was great, Johnny. Now do what I told you with Prissy." "I will." So apparently he did. Johnny lasted the whole three days this cycle, leaving fifteen girls ages thirteen through eighteen and Lacey very satisfied. Prissy had to stay after class the next day to tell Ms. Livingston how wonderful it had been to suck Johnny. Of course, sucking Alvin's would never be the same again. But she wouldn't tell him that. With Pete and Bobby available, Lacey had sex with them during the five to seven day stretch. Not both at once of course, though that could happen on a week end. Both managed to wrangle a pass to stay at a townie classmate's home, so Lacey had the pleasure of waking up to find an eighteen year old young man with a tremendous boner to start the day on two weekends. She was satisfied. Four of Johnny's cycles went by smoothly. During his capable days he generally met with four girls other than room mate Stacey and Lacey. The times would be breakfast, lunch, after classes but before study period, and after study period but before lights out. After his every other day with Lacey he'd meet the after classes girl. So the beginning day of his fifth cycle he walked into his English block with a super hard on, which nobody noticed or pretended not to. Lacy had the class under control so the block went smoothly. The bell rang and they all left, Johnny flashing a thumbs up to Lacey. Five minutes later he was back, locking the door and drawing the emergency curtains. "Lacey. Somebody fucked up. I have two girls for after school to do. They're both blow jobs." Lacey hurried to the front of her desk to bend over it. "I'm wet enough for you Johnny. Fuck fast." It was, especially for Johnny. He came, pulled out, they had a quick kiss and he was gone. She pulled the old towel from her drawer to absorb any cum which might leak, then sat down to check some papers. Two minutes later and Mr. Leitch, the DoB walked in. He closed the door behind him, then locked it. "Well, I think this is a Lacey talk and not a Ms Livingston. So please call me Mat, okay?" "Sure, Matt. What can I do for you?" "Depends on what you did with Johnny?" Lacey's eyes widened. "What do you mean, Matt?" "Lacey, I mean I saw Johnny Huge Dong leave your classroom two minutes ago. First, despite the fact that this is the first day of his active period, his cock was mostly soft. Next, he had the shit eating grin of a boy who's just scored nicely. Third, the curtains are closed and we don't have a trespasser in the building. I know the drill, Lacey. He's on his way to a girl who's won the JHD lottery. But before they do something, you and he did something, Lacey." "Matt, he did the same thing you and I did the first time some six/seven years ago." "Fuck, Lacey, I'm not going to turn you in. But you need to get a bit more careful. You are apparently shagging three students, one of whom you teach. He's not the danger to you. It's Pete and Bobby who are. A couple of their classmates just happened to see you and them coming out of your apartment." "So, Maft, are you trying to blackmail me? I bet you have some girl you're pounding now." "In fact, Lacey, I have five, thirteen through seventeen." "My. And I was your only student for three years." She looked at him. "Matt, you're hard and leaking pre cum. What do you want?" "Long term. We never slept together. How does spending the night with me, say once a week or so sound to you? Your place or mine. Or for more security, one night yours, one night mine. I have a nice king size. If Pete and Bobby can get the okay from their beddies, and I think they can, I can get a town night pass for them twice a month. That's each. "Short term. You're sitting on a towel. Maybe leaking. You notice I am. Yeah. Remember that period when you thought baby talk was sexy? Why don't you seal this agreement with you getting on your knees and giving your Mattsy Watsy a nice blowsy wowsy?"
"You know, the idea of waking up with a great guy with a hard on a couple nights a week sounds really good. We have each other covered." She got out of her teacher's chair put her arms around him and kissed him. "You know you are the first adult to have sex with me." "Yeah. I'm sure of that." She smiled at him, then dropped to her knees to take his cock in one hand and his balls in the other, "Mattsy Watsy's cockie poo's going into Lacey Wasey's mouthy wothy. " Her blow job was anything but childish. Nor was what happened between then and the next morning when they woke up in Matt's king size bed. They did get to school on time.

When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald vagina, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected.

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