do not take masking-tape and draw a victim outline around it
especially when the company president visits your store
104th Entry: Another Career DayI really had no idea what to do for my presentation. It seemed to have become a school legend, the Hawk Allen class-presentations, everyone expected something outrageous. Why nobody else tried to top me is a mystery. If you know something would rocket you to fame, why not give it a try, especially if you liked the attention? Me? It wasn't so much that, I enjoyed the reaction, notoriety merely a benefit. Were people really that concerned about getting detention?104th Entry: Another Career Day by ~cskadoz
Apparently she'd had enough, Ms Van-H sat in a chair beside Mr Baker to observe our class. She politely clapped and encouraged my classmates through theirs and often remarked on their performances and execution. It was like having a supportive judge, she gave us helpful pointers and encouraged when we faltered. But everyone knew knew she was there to see me.
When my turn arrived, always near the end of class, I walked to the front still not sure what to do. Truth be told, I considered these assignments a joke and complete waste
103rd Entry: Welcome To My World103rd Entry: Welcome To My World103rd Entry: Welcome To My World by ~cskadoz
Went to James' house after school to hash out ideas about a class project. He's not really creative but if I pose an idea, he's pretty good at expanding on it or dropping something in from left-field to take in a completely new direction. Thing is, he can never keep up for long, said I exhaust his brain -- whatever that means. After an hour he needed a break, so we ventured outside to get some air. Across the street and a few doors down, a pretty girl stepped out her door and practiced hoops. Despite the cold, she appeared comfortable in shorts and sport-top. We admired her for a while as we spoke, often commenting on her form and ability.
"That's Renee Kamp," said James. "You know her."
"Is that Renee? Nice!" Renee was a couple years older and very popular. I back-handed his shoulder. "You live a few doors from her and never mentioned it?"
James shrugged. "Nothing to mention."
She was quite good, dropping 3-pointers, executi
102nd Entry: Femme Worship With AttitudeI enjoy making my rounds before 1st Bell, to see what the ladies wear and flirt.102nd Entry: Femme Worship With Attitude by ~cskadoz
Inez-Maria looked hot in bright colors, showing lots of leg and cleavage. She smiled a challenge when our eyes met. Most guys are intimidated by her exotic beauty, not me. I couldn't get enough and made sure she knew. Which she told me is why she dressed that way. Good to be me!
"Inez, need your help. Borrow you a sec?"
"Sure, whatcha need?"
I stepped between her legs, leaned her back, said, "You," and dropped a tongue-stunner. My hand on her lower back pushed her crotch against my leg and hip, as my tongue assaulted her patate. She squeeled, groaned like a donkey, panted and growled around my tongue. Her body bucked and quaked, then relaxed and shuddered amid cheers and jeers. This is what I live for: The female orgasm; divine, a religious experience, I could not get enough!
When I righted and released her, she blushed and put wrist to mouth. "Damn, Hawk!" Her eyes glanced about embarrassed yet content. S
101st Entry: Price of FreedomToday in almost every class we honored Nelson Mandela, regarded as the most prominant figure in recent history.101st Entry: Price of Freedom by ~cskadoz
Ms Fink said, "He literally changed the world, while in prison. Apartheid segregation in South Africa and the oppression of his people led him to the anti-colonial movements that became the African National Congress. But before that, he was labelled as a subversive and a terrorist by the then ruling Dutch government, arrested and sentenced to life in prison."
Thomas raised his hand. "He was a militant and communist. I quote from Wikipedia:
Although initially committed to non-violent protest, he co-founded the militant Umkhonto we Sizwe (MK) in 1961 in association with the South African Communist Party, leading a sabotage campaign against the apartheid government."
"Yes, he did align himself with strange bed-fellows but you must understand, he had few choices. Those were desperate times. And the old saying: The enemy of my enemy is my friend, held true in t