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But anyway, back to watching her glide past like a petal on the wind. The tight white shirt tucked into the waist of her short black skirt made my dick stir in the confines of my trousers. At this specific point in time we were at school. And by school I mean our last year, we were all heading off out into the world to find where we belong. Some of us were travelling to other countries, some going into full time work but most were going to University.The thought broke my little heart. I wouldn't be seeing so much of her. But a small part of me was glad, it was time to focus on other things. It was hard enough as it is to sleep wth other women, much less do so and fight the thought of fucking her everytime I thrust into another girl. I used to tell myself that my infatuation would pass. That it was just hormones coursing through my body causing these feelings. But after a few years, I've accepted my curse. I'm obsessed, what can you do?Now I digress, here's where the story gets.

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