James wakes up from a long dream, full of burning sensations, of some unattainable desire that his soul and not even himself knew about. He is drenched in sweat in his room when he hears his mother call from the living room calling him for being late for school, looking at the time he gets up with a worry of being late. As he climbs down the stairs, Anna and Carla Smith, his sister and mother of 38 years of age with a voluptuous body that is complimented by her apron, tell her: "What were you doing up there? Come on, eat up..
""Probably zorking it like a simp again,", says Anna."It is at least better than your "Books" you "read," ", i say with a silly face.
"What are you two on about, "Zork?"
"Books?" "Said Carla while she bends over to pick up the fork on the floor, sticking her ass out perfectly, almost as if she is ready for…
"Nothing…." James says with a red face, pretending almost with perfection and years of practice to not be interested, while his mouth is stuffed with 3 eggs and p and j. But his Sister knows that face—not what it really means, but that it is hiding something.
"Alright, I am off," I say as I leave the door, immediately being interupted by my Aunt, Olivia Klein, 36, with her daughter and my cousin, Jona Klein.
"Where are you running off too?" says my aunt with a smile and a body that rivals my own mothe… " Oh to school, Aunt Olivia, why are you going the same way?"I say with my non-interested and "you definitely don't stir up any hidden desires inside of me" face, "No, i heard nosies at night; are you sleeping ok? Or you got any nightmares or anything close to that? " She says with an odd curious face, rising one of her well-kept eyebrows, looking like she is waiting for a specific response.
"Yeah, Aunt Olivia, I don't know how to put this but it felt very intense and—"
"And ravaging like you are being called to? Like it's telling you something ? " She says, an excited face plastered all over her, with a hint of dreaminess.
"Uhh… i don't know, maybe? We can talk later when we get back. "- "Of course," she composes herself, back to her stern yet energetic face. As James walks down the street, her Aunt is looking at him with caution and optimism. "it might be time; keep an eye on him."
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James was in English class when Mrs. Madison was teaching; she had a slender body than his mother, golden blonde hair, and with a certain level of confidence. She wore a red shirt, a black skirt and high heels. Everyone had a crush on her, but I felt more connected to her, not because I was some special fucker to her, just because my mom knew her, and what's more, she was my tutor for a bit, teaching me German and Spanish. I would spend hours just staring at her waist and chest instead of paying attention to what she was doing, not even trying to hide it.
"That's why the great poet Alexander the gooner, emphasized on his writings about the heavens, which was primarily a way to influence his followers into a Cristian ideology" says Mrs Maddison.
"Did he get that name because of gooning?, genuine question like why was he named that"- James says as his classmates chuckle. To the right of him was his childhood friend Maria; she would always laugh at his jokes, but just for some reason not to his face.
"James, be quiet and pay attention, oh and you better come to my office after class, your grades are in need of a check-up"
"Yeah, definitely just a 'check up' " says my friend Ronny, he is an asshole, but i still love him, we go way back, he once helped me talk to this girl that i was shy about, even though i think he liked her too.
"Dude, shut it, and even if something were to happen, which i hope, i wouldnt tell your dumbass""Hey hey not cool, you always report back, every ass in this school needs to go though my eyes and ears so that i can feel at peace at night".
"I just hope your curiosity doesn't persist at home as well, not that i would blame you, Mrs Harrison is like a 5-star course meal waiting for a bite.""Dude if you keep talking your sister's Instagram will be leaked, then the entire school can have a cycle jerk over her pics"-- Ronny says as we laugh it off.
One of my other friend and, our neighbor, is the Tachibana family, Antoni and her cousin Tachia are very good friends. I remember ones i spent a night with them at Antoni's, and I fell asleep early, waking up to a whole messy room. It was so fun, we must have drunk and gone crazy jumping on the bed and taring pillows, it was such a fun time.
The bell rings, and i find myself in the teachers' office. "Ok i know i know about the grades i just had a little problem-" i say as i get interrupted by the teacher. "You never told me your familys name was lancest" she says with a tone of miner betrayal.
"uhh i dont recall anything like that, you read the roll calls; it is written there." "I thought that was IANCEST" with an "i" not an "L", why did you not tell me, i have been searching for so long for that family name""i am sorry teacher but i dont know why that is really important? why does our sir name even mean anything to you?"
"Oh" —"what ? " —" Well the fact that you dont know means you are not ready, what disappointment."
I look perplexed, i didn't know what was so significant about my sir name. i left a bit confused, but i would free my mind of those questions when i got back home and asked Mother. As i was getting back to my class, I saw Antoni and Tachia go to the empty clubroom and lock it. "Hell yeah, maybe i can skip class with them, i could really use it after whatever happened with her" I thought.
I got close to open the door, but to no avail. I heared noises on the inside, " i can not believe they are playing music when trying to hide, haha i really need to get in there and get involved". I climbed on a table to get their attention from the upper small window of the class room wall, and then i see them.
"God Toni, harder, harder please i can't, shove that thing in me. Let us become one, let me in" moaned Tachia from the bottom of her heart as her cousin was fucking the inside of her, bend over on the schools student table…