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She hasn’t left my mind since I first saw her stacking shelves at her workplace.
I can’t stop imagining how silky her hair looked today, how pink her cheeks looked, or how nice her feet appeared in her open sandals. I’m staring at the ceiling of my room with the window open, while I slide a cigarette in between my lips and set the stick ablaze.
I rubbed my clit through my jeans and underwear while I made sure that no one would catch me touching myself, which only made me hornier. However, my masturbation was brought to a quick end.
It’s the beginning of July and I have 3 months of all the time in the world but no money to actually do stuff. I still need to save up a lot of money for university, it’s stressing me out. Why can’t I be like all of my other friends at the moment? They’re spending their Saturday nights drinking shots, dancing in night clubs, getting some handsome studs to finger their tight little cunts while pushing them against the wall.
Those living at university might like the idea of going home for the summer. They get to spend time with the family they left behind and see old friends while forgetting all about their studies. For me it is very different. Going home means spending time with my dad and his new wife, Jen, which is something that I really am not looking forward to.
The bell rang out through the halls, signalling the end of another school day, and I joined my mates as we shoved our way out of the stuffy maths room. More students were coming out of the other classrooms as we walked through the corridor, joining the masses as they all tried to escape.
Alan was worried. His wife had arranged a meal at a romantic restaurant for his birthday, followed by a night in a swanky hotel, but he knew that he wouldn’t get sex. He couldn’t remember the last time they had sex, never mind the last time they had good sex.
