The first day of school was always the hardest, the first day of school, the hallways the darkest.
Lines from Language of Violence by the Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy, which go round my head every time I start a new school, and because of my dad's job I do this a lot, twice a year on average, and not always in the same country.
I'm a big lad, and I work out regularly, so I usually do OK, on the odd occasion that one or two guys have tried to beat on the new guy they've come of worst. One ended up in hospital at the last school, he jumped me by the lockers but I saw his shadow before he jumped, I ducked my shoulder down, he rolled over me and I punched him hard in the crotch as he fell, no mercy, hit first, fast and hard then disappear before anyone else decides to join in. I just hope I did enough to stop the dumb fucker from breeding.
I'm not a violent person though, I don't look for trouble, but my dad taught me from an early age how to handle myself, because my size makes me a target for macho dickheads. At first I would fight back, but now I watch for signs and make sure it's them that have to fight back, that's if I've not done enough with the first punch to put them off.
So that's it, after the first day school is almost always sweetness and light.
Today is my first day at a school in Cumbria, back home in England for the first time in two years, I hope we'll be here for at least 6 months, longer would be good as I've got my exams this summer, so being settled in one place until they're finished would be nice. This school is co-ed from grades 7 to 13, so the kids range from tiny to tall and gangly, I don't see anyone as tall as me, and none are as well built, for the last 6 months I was at a school on an army base in Germany, they really showed me how to work out.
This is a nice school, not a single person challenged me, or even tried to stare me out, I walked the halls unmolested. I think I'll enjoy it here.
After a week I got into the routine of the school, the work was hard and to a much higher level than I was used to, but I managed to keep up. Dad had chosen this school for a couple of reasons, firstly they have a load of foreign students, so the teachers understand how other schools work and can adapt lessons accordingly, and secondly, they have a boarding house, so if he has to skip unexpectedly I can join the boarders.
During lunch on Friday in my second week a really pretty girl sat down opposite me, I recognised her from the office when I enrolled on the first day, Angie I think, no that was the brunette, this girl was called...
"Hi Jack, I'm Lisa, from the admissions office."
"Yeah, I remember, I could hardly forget you, although I admit I was having trouble with your name."
"That's OK, I'm sure you've got loads of people to remember. I was surprised when I saw you were joining Year 11, you look like a college student to me."
"I've been to some rough schools, so dad made me build myself up, it puts off any potential attackers. For the last 6 months I've been working out with some special forces guys in Germany, but happily my skills don't seem to be needed here."
"Oh wow, I need to get back to the office, nice talking to you Jack."
"Wait a sec, whilst this is a lovely town, I'm bored out of my skull, what's there to do round here."
--"I shouldn't do this, but you seem like a nice guy, give me your phone ... there I've put my number in, call me after 6 and I'll tell you where you can have a good time round here."
I called Lisa at 6 on the dot, she answered on the first ring
"Hey there big guy, grab your coat and wait outside, I'll be round in 5 minutes."
And she was, a red Fiesta pulled round the corner just as I was locking the door, she stopped and I climbed in.
"Where are we going?"
"Well as you've realised there's not much happening round here, so where we go depends on when your dad expects you home."
"Dad's away for the next week, so I'm home alone, I can stay out as long as I like."
"OK, now before we go anywhere I need you to understand that I can lose my job for just having you sat in the front seat of my car, so not a word to anyone, ever, understand?"
"Yes ma'am. Anyway, I'm 16, isn't that OK?"
"Nope, you're still in school, so as a school employee I'm not supposed to interact with any pupils under 18 outside of school."
"Wow, that's strict. Anyway, you're safe with me, I've got nobody to gossip with, you're the first person, apart from my dad and the women in the supermarket, that I've spoken to outside of school since I rolled into town."
"Oh that's so sad, you've not made any friends here?"
"Not a one. Why did you sit at my table today?"
"I'm not sure, you just looked so lonely on your own, but so dignified as well. I was just drawn to you, if that doesn't sound too weird. Anyway, you've got one friend now."
"Me silly, now fasten your seatbelt, I don't hang around on the road."
We drove for about 30 minutes and ended up at a pub on the shore of lake Windermere, Lisa bought drinks and I bought food, it was nice out so we took our drinks outside.
We chatted about my travels whilst we waited for food.
My mum died when I was only very young, and as dad had no other relatives he took sole charge of my upbringing. He's worked really hard, because his job takes him all over the world as I said before, we rarely spend more than six months in one place. I'm not totally sure what he does, but we almost always live near a military base of some kind. I've been to schools in Germany, Hong Kong, Japan, South Africa, the UK and the US.
Lisa told me she's 19, single, lives with her mum and after failing her A-levels at school started work there so she could earn some money to pay for night school, she's going to do her A-Levels next year then a childcare diploma a year after.
We were quiet while we ate, I watched Lisa, she looks so confident with herself, she's very pretty with short bobbed red hair, her skin is clear and looks to be make-up free apart from lipstick and a little eyeliner. As far as I can tell she's got 3 earrings in her left ear and 4 in the right, with a scaffold bar across the cartilage of the top the right ear, the bar has a little red heart half way along.
After we'd finished our food we moved into the bar, Lisa bought more drinks. The pub had many small rooms off the main bar, we took a booth in one of these rooms, they had some good music playing and after a couple of drinks each we both started to relax some more, Lisa was leaning against my shoulder, our arms around each-other.
We were soon necking like the teenagers we are. She tasted good, rum & coke along with cherry lip-balm.
Our hands were roaming each other, I couldn't feel a bra-strap, or panties under her skirt, naughty girl.
Lisa broke off and got some more drinks, when she came back she straddled my lap and pressed herself against me, I could feel her boobs against my chest.
"I've had too much to drink, so I can't drive home, you've got two options big boy, you can walk home, or you can come up to my room."
She dangled a room key, "my hotel room, luckily they had a cancelation so I got us a room half price."
"What would you have done if they hadn't had a vacancy?"
"Plan B was to carefully drive to the caravan park at Skelwith, they always have a few empty caravans, my mum knows the owner and we've stayed there a few times, we don't have to pay as long as we clean up properly."
"Well I don't want to walk home, especially as I've no idea which way to go, so I guess your room is the best option."
"Of course it is, grab your drink."
The room was pretty spectacular, a really nice big bed facing a window with a view across the lake. Outside there was a balcony with a table and chairs.
Lisa divested herself of her skirt and t-shirt before I'd closed the door, as I turned she was stood in front of me as naked as the day she was born. I saw a wonderful trim body with full breasts standing proud of her chest. I walked around her and took in her back, her peach of a bum balanced out her boobs, a proper bum. Mercifully she didn't have a tramp stamp, her tattoos limited to a unicorn on her left shoulder and a strawberry on her tummy, just below and to the right of her belly button.
She sat on the edge of the bed, I knelt between her legs and breathed in her scent. She was clean shaven and her pussy was very tidy, like a young woman's should be. I kissed her pussy lips, teasing my tongue between them, she gasped.
I flicked my tongue against her clit, it showed its face from under the hood, I kissed it some more before heading back to her pussy lips.
"Holy shit Jack, this isn't your first time is it. You're doing well for a 16 year old. Oh fuck yes, keep doing just what you're doing."
So I did, for good measure I slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy, she was incredibly tight in there, I pushed my fingers deeper, Lisa gasped and lifted her crotch pressing herself into my face.
Her breathing was getting faster and harder, she let out the odd squeak then she grabbed my hair and screamed as she pushed me hard into her crotch. Her whole body shook as she came.
As she released my head I sat back whilst Lisa got her breath back.
"My god Jack, where'd you learn how to do that?"
"I've been around, kissed a few girls here and there if you know what I mean."
"Oh I know what you mean, now stand up soldier and strip for me."
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