As she walked into school, Teresa knew everything was going to be different. Pat would definitely talk to her more now and she 'll start to fit in with the quietus of the supporter. Life was good.

Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu almost had a hop in her step as she walked to each class. She sat through course of instruction but could n't pay attention because Pat was on her mind the wholly time.

Her course with Pat came and she sat where she always sat, diagonally from him. He would n't look at her.

'' Hey Pat, '' she said to overtake his attention. Leaning in finisher to him, he knew a line was going to menstruate out of her mouth. `` Let 's gambling Pearl Harbor. You can be Hawaii, I 'll be Japan and I 'll blow the fuck out of you. ``

'' Let 's not, '' Pat replied. He did n't blush. He broke eye contact with her and worked on his assignment. The rest of the class was very awkward for Teresa. Why did Pat change ?

The bell rang and they both gathered their holding and left. Teresa saw Pat in the hallway on the way to her succeeding form and noticed he seemed amercement. He was laughing and carrying on with his suspensor crony. Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu rolled her eye and went to class.

This year was not unlike the others in the sensory faculty that she could not focus. 'Did I do it wrong ? Is this a punishment ? Did he use me ? What did I do ?'Were some of the interrogative sentence pounding at her. elder year now sucked. She asked the instructor if she could use the public convenience and he excused her.

It just so happened that Pat was on his way to the authority when Mother Theresa was on her way to the installation. She was n't going to let him care her after this.

'' Pat ! '' She called out to him. He stopped and looked at her.

'' Yes ? '' He asked.

'' What 's wrong ? Why are you being such a douche to me ? ``

'' I..uh ... did n't notice ? '' There was a short pause. `` How about I make it up to you ? How about you come to my theatre at four tonight ? ``

A little tug hit Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu in the breast. She liked him, no affair how big of a douche he was.

'' Sure, I 'll be there, '' she responded and the two walked away. She went to the bathroom and headed back to socio-economic class.

'' Feeling better ? '' The instructor asked.

'' Much, '' she replied as she heard some giggles come out from the binding of the room. Her expression turned bright pink and she quickly took her seat.

The end of family approached and she was grateful she only had one year left.

The cobbler's last course of instruction ended as quickly as it had begun and now it was a little after three. Theresa 's heart raced as she went to her locker. She saw Pat but he did n't acknowledge her, he just laughed and carried on with his jock buddies.

Teresa walked out the room access of the shoal and got into her car. She was waiting on the busses to choke when she saw Pat walk out of the construction with Maddie Cumberdale. They were holding hands and before she got into her kitchen range Rover, they shared a kiss. Pat did n't appear to construct a big pile about it but she gave him a smile and a wink before she shut the door.

Teresa could feel the tears build up in her eyes and she wanted to cry. She knew she could n't ever compare to Maddie. Maddie was 5'2 '' and maybe 110 pounds sopping wet. Her long blonde fuzz flowed to correct above her noteworthy ass. Her legs were longsighted and slender for a short girl. Her hips were nail down, her stomach belittled. Her breasts ? Do n't get me started. She had one of the biggest racks in school, some say it was paid for. Her neck opening was aphrodisiacal, her boldness was sexy, everything about her was aphrodisiac. Everytime Maddie was in the entrance hall, it seemd like everyone stopped what they were doing to look at her.

The channel of gondola moved and Teresa swung out of line when she saw her friend, Brittany, coming out of the school. She parked her car adjacent to Britanny 's and Brittany looked over to see a frustrated Teresa.

Teresa hopped out of the car almost rallying cry. Brittany hugged her.

'' Teresa, what 's wrong ? '' Breiz aksed.

'' What 's the deal with Pat and Maddie ? ``

'' Umm, weird. I guess they 've been going out for a couple of calendar week now. Why do you care ? ''

A rip dribbled down Teresa 's boldness. As she promptly wiped it up, Breiz made eye contact.

'' You ca n't tell me you like Pat, he 's a athlete ! They 're portentous by-blow ! You can do so very much salutary ! '' Brittany yelled at her.

A meek, `` you do n't translate '' was all Teresa could mumble as she turned around and got into her car. She left a all right fall guy of condom on the pavement as she squalled her tires leaving.

Teresa could n't believe it. A couple of weeks ? It was n't a twain of weeks since she was at his house getting digit banged by him, Pat, the most gorgeous boy in school, the one who has a lady friend, the one that 's too good for her.

She looked down at her speedometer. She was going 80 in a 55. She slammed on her pasture brake. Up the route there was a state cavalryman, even on bad days she could still be golden somehow. She pulled off on a sideroad.

She parked her car on the side and ran to the ditch. She vomitted as she thought about Pat and Maddie. Pat used Teresa. She just had to find a way to get even. She looked at her watch, it was 3:35. There was enough time if she hurried.

Teresa climbed into her car and raced towards her house. She got there in less than five transactions. She ran to the computer and posted an ad online.

'' Hunky, sexy Male seeks black dong for starting time time, '' was her post.

Surprisingly, she had gotten two replies. The first was a man by the name of Charlemagne. He was 6'1 '' and 215 hammering, he was very muscular and he said he had a dong of nine inches. The second was a man by the name of Dante. Dante was 5'9 '' and 189 Cypriot pound. He was hefty, but not as very much as Charles.

With the correct news, she somehow got both of them to fit in to go to Pat 's planetary house at 4:15. She gave them the computer address and headed off to Pat 's place.

As she was driving, Teresa could n't break off smiling. revenge is afters.

She pulled into his driveway at exactly four o'clock. Pat greeted her with a hug and a osculation on the cheek.

'' I 'm deplorable for being a dick lately, '' he stated.

'' It 's okay Pat. ''

They walked inside.

'' Hey Pat, do you consume any roach ? '' She asked with a little glimmer in her eye.

'' There should be some in the garage, why ? '' He asked.

'' Because I can get a petty freaky and I want you to insure yourself, do n't need it getting out of paw, '' she winked at him. She could see the movement of his pants move a piffling and he swallowed hard.

'' Oh, okay, '' he replied as he went to the garage. When he came back, he found his bedroom door open with Theresa sitting on his bed wearing only a aphrodisiacal matching lacing bra and panty set. He swallowed hard again but he could n't control his hard-on that she had given him.

'' strike off your apparel, '' she instructed him. He followed her lodge and stripped down until he was standing naked in front of her.

'' Lay on the bed, '' she said as she took the roofy from his hands. She tied all of his limbs to his bedposts. When she was sure he could n't go she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his head to guarantee he could breath but could n't see.

'' What are you doing, '' he asked Teresa.

'' Oh, nothing ... I 'll be properly back, '' she told Pat.

She left the room with no intention of coming back. It was 4:13. She had to get out of there.

As she left the house, a red Chrysler 200 pulled up. She made eye contact lens with the driver. He did n't look tat tall, it must have been Dante. She smiled and left. He parked his car and went into the theatre.

Down the road, she met another car, a black Chevy trailblazer. The man driving was a black man as she noted from his muscular arm hanging out of the driver 's window. She smiled all the way home.

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'' Theresa, is that you ? '' Pat asked as he heard footsteps coming down the hallway. The stride came near until they stopped right beside him.

'' Who the hell is Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu ? '' Dante asked, running a hand up Pat 's leg. Pat freaked out and tried to kick but he could n't, the ropes were holding up too well.

'' Get the fuck off me ! '' Pat yelled at the man.

'' Get on you ? Okay, '' Dante grabbed Pat 's cock and squeezed a little harder than pleasurable.

'' Stop ! '' Pat screamed.

'' Man, shut the screwing up ! '' Another man 's voice was heard coming in the breast door. It was Charles the Great.

Pat tried to soften free but he could n't.

'' You move, you die, beef, '' Charles told Pat. Pat stayed still. Dante removed the forget me drug and flipped Pat on his belly and retied Pat to the billet.

'' Relax, '' said Dante, `` it 'll only smart for a lilliputian bit, '' as he spread Pat 's asscheeks apart. Charles VII reached under Pat and grabbed his dick.

Pat cried to himself as the two men were controlling him. On about his twentieth sob, he felt something long and heavily enter his ass. Dante did not take it easy on him. He fucked Pat in the ass with foresightful, trench, concentrated strokes. Pat cried out but Charles IX slapped him in the spinal column of the principal to shut him up.

Dante Alighieri finished inside Pat 's ass and pulled out, leaving a trail that he then wiped on Pat 's dorsum. Charles mounted Pat and rode him like he was breaking a wild stallion.

Pat cried and screamed. Dante jerked Pat 's headland to the right and told him to open up. Pat refused.

'' Open your tinker's dam oral cavity ! If you bite I swear you wo n't subsist to see tomorrow or care you wo n't see tomorrow, cull your poison, '' Dante Alighieri told Pat. Pat opened his mouth with tears streaming down his face.

Dante Alighieri shoved his Brobdingnagian pecker down Pat 's throat. Pat was choking and could n't breathe, but that did n't turn back Dante. Charles the Bald seemed to think it was hot and he sped up his pace as well.

Pat tried to cry but the vibrations of his struggle only made Dante cum faster, down Pat 's throat and into his mouth as he pulled out.

'' Swallow it, squawk, '' Dante told Pat. Pat swallowed it all.

Dante and Charles got dressed and left shortly after, leaving Pat still tied to the bed with cum all over his back and dripping from his ass. They left.

drive down the road, Dante Alighieri saw a Range Rover coming at him with a sexy little blond drive. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw her pull into the driveway he just came out of .