Sinful_whispers
~ThE PeRfEcT ImPeRfEcT~
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The classroom was full of new faces, thinking thank gawd her last class of the day.She looked about feeling out of place in the new school.Disliking the fact her father had moved her once again to a new state,town as well as Sr high.Most of the time it didn't quite matter but it was her senior year, the one that counts the most.She had been in and out of all girl private schools ever since about the second grade.Each time she started making friends, getting to go to sleepovers, dances and everything else girls and young ladies did, they picked up and moved again.
Living on Army bases from the time of birth till the age of twelve, Syn always loved the strictness of the sargents, and those higher up, the men in dressed blues/greens/whites, the men marching and playing in the military band.It did have it's perks, expecially when she started having a thing for boys, which quickly turned into older men.She didn't know how many females young or old that could resist a man in his dress uniform.Then again there wasn't very many older males that could resist a young budding, intelligent female with the sexual appetite of a nymphomaniac.Once you add the white dress shirt, short plaid green and blue skirt with the white knee-high socks that slipped right abover her knees.The shoes always accented the oputfit, first the saddle shoes, then penny-laofers, after that the patent leather pumps with a decent sized heels.Never high enough for her taste though.
She found her seat in the classroom as she sat back, looking out the window pondering what she was going to do after school today.The teacher an old spinster looking woman about as old as dirt, was speaking, she heard the words but nothing seemed to sink in her head.The bell sounded as she came back down to earth again and shuffled from the classroom with the other girls.Stopping at her locker a sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she thought, its friday nite and she had the townhouse to herself, dad was away for the weekend on manouvers.Leaving the building she walked the few blocks to the house.Unbuttoning her top three buttons on the way letting the sun be felt upon her firm breasts, feeling it heat up the tunnel between the rounded globes of flesh.Unlocking the door she dropped her bag, and picked up the letter on the table from her dad.
~Syn, Major Reyevan will be stopping by to pick up a few papers.Please see he gets them.Their very important.Have a great weekend, behave. Love Dad~
Hmmm Syn thought, she couldn't place the name at first with a face then it dawned upon her.Thye had met at a diner in honour of him a few weeks back.He was quite handsom, doubled her age, and his wife looked prudish and was very stuck up.Those guys are the best she thought, so easy to wrap about her little finger.At seventeen. she was a beauty..most men, would love to bed her and fuck her fours ways till sunday.She heard a knock at the door, turning on the heels of her pumps..reaching out, she opened the door with a twist of the knob..and looked to he dashing man before her.
Living on Army bases from the time of birth till the age of twelve, Syn always loved the strictness of the sargents, and those higher up, the men in dressed blues/greens/whites, the men marching and playing in the military band.It did have it's perks, expecially when she started having a thing for boys, which quickly turned into older men.She didn't know how many females young or old that could resist a man in his dress uniform.Then again there wasn't very many older males that could resist a young budding, intelligent female with the sexual appetite of a nymphomaniac.Once you add the white dress shirt, short plaid green and blue skirt with the white knee-high socks that slipped right abover her knees.The shoes always accented the oputfit, first the saddle shoes, then penny-laofers, after that the patent leather pumps with a decent sized heels.Never high enough for her taste though.
She found her seat in the classroom as she sat back, looking out the window pondering what she was going to do after school today.The teacher an old spinster looking woman about as old as dirt, was speaking, she heard the words but nothing seemed to sink in her head.The bell sounded as she came back down to earth again and shuffled from the classroom with the other girls.Stopping at her locker a sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she thought, its friday nite and she had the townhouse to herself, dad was away for the weekend on manouvers.Leaving the building she walked the few blocks to the house.Unbuttoning her top three buttons on the way letting the sun be felt upon her firm breasts, feeling it heat up the tunnel between the rounded globes of flesh.Unlocking the door she dropped her bag, and picked up the letter on the table from her dad.
~Syn, Major Reyevan will be stopping by to pick up a few papers.Please see he gets them.Their very important.Have a great weekend, behave. Love Dad~
Hmmm Syn thought, she couldn't place the name at first with a face then it dawned upon her.Thye had met at a diner in honour of him a few weeks back.He was quite handsom, doubled her age, and his wife looked prudish and was very stuck up.Those guys are the best she thought, so easy to wrap about her little finger.At seventeen. she was a beauty..most men, would love to bed her and fuck her fours ways till sunday.She heard a knock at the door, turning on the heels of her pumps..reaching out, she opened the door with a twist of the knob..and looked to he dashing man before her.