An ordinary day

I am a sophomore in high School, and I am about to enter the third grade. Although I don’t like it very much, my days are always going on day by day, and the only fun in high School life seems to be found in female students. Today is Saturday, a very ordinary day. I went to School early in the morning as usual. As usual, I scanned the girls on the road. There will be female students from certain Schools at fixed intersections. Where are they? From the stairs of the overpass, you can see everything under the skirt from the bottom up... These are all familiar and familiar details of life. I look forward to passing a certain land bridge every day. The nearby business and vocational students are required to cross the land bridge and cross the road according to School regulations, and the skirts worn in summer bring expectation and happiness to passers-by who are also going to School. Today, as usual, I deliberately looked up when passing by. A group of girls wearing white light striped uniforms and light blue skirts walked up, talking and laughing. Some people wore safety pants under blue skirts, while others wore pure white Underwear. Sincere beauty. I don’t know why, but whenever I see girls, I feel happy. I have always believed that girls are the essence of the beautiful spirits between heaven and earth, making the world full of hope and joy. When we got to School, our School was an ordinary high School, and of course there were girls. There are co-ed classes. I studied in the social group, so there were naturally more girls. of course, there is no need to attend more boring classes, but wandering around the School and admiring the scenery of girls at will is a Pleasure. In a class with many girls, as long as the appearance is not too ugly and the personality is not too outstanding, it is easy to be chased, but if someone is interested in you, of course you can't expect anything in terms of appearance. There are two days off every other week, and Saturday is a natural half-day when School is on. The School stipulates that the whole School wears uniforms on Saturdays, which is exactly what I like. I have always wondered whether the principal's hobbies are the same as mine? I also love seeing Schoolgirls in uniform. It would be nice to have the whole School wear uniforms for one day. The penultimate period before School was time for sweeping the floor. The cleaning area assigned to our class was an old classroom that was inexplicably abandoned. That was the classroom we still used when we were in the first grade. After the second grade, the School’s new teaching building was built, and the old classroom was turned into ruins. It was rare for anyone to come near it, not even cats or dogs. If that's the case, why bother sweeping? It's really baffling. After finishing the English class, I lifted up my chair and took the broom and dustpan as a matter of course to the sweeping area where I was responsible and started messing around. Except for me, all the people sweeping together were girls. They chatted in groups and no one cared about them. I was happy to wander around as I pleased. I saw a strange yellow insect on the ground that looked like a ladybug. I followed the insect around when I had nothing to do. As I was walking, I heard a voice coming from the old classroom...it was a girl's voice. It's a cry. Last year, there was an incident in the School where unknown outsiders tied up two girls and attempted to rape them in a deserted place. At that time, I regretted not being caught by me. Otherwise, I could have at least seen the senior girls who were stripped naked and tied up, right? An empty old classroom -> A girl's scream... It really gave people a very interesting association. Now I secretly started to look for the source of the sound. start looking for the first room on the first floor...and then go to the second floor...In the classroom on the second floor, I saw a scene that was slightly different from what I imagined, but was even more exciting. twoThe girls were hugging each other, one was pretty and the other was average. I had never seen them before. Was she a Schoolgirl? If they were in the same grade, I wouldn't be unimpressed, and my senior wouldn't look so young. Moreover, this year's high School freshmen seem to particularly like to tie their hair with a big clip at the back, which is different from the high School sophomore girls who like to tie their hair in two strands and hang it down behind. These two are exactly the standard high School freshman attire. The buttons of the uniform were unbuttoned, and under the light green uniform was a white body and a bra that was pulled aside. The more beautiful School girl was sucking the earlobe of another School girl. The two of them had their legs intertwined and their bodies were close to each other. Squirming. I usually sweep floors, but I have never thought of visiting the second floor of a place like this. I made a profit today, and I will definitely come here more often in the future! After changing my thoughts, I decided to continue reading anyway. The Schoolgirl whose earlobe was sucked had her cheeks reddened and gasped. On a hot day in the stuffy classroom, their bodies were just touching. It was not difficult to imagine how hot it would be. After a while, the target of sucking shifted from the ears to the nipples, and the School girl being sucked also put her hand into the skirt of the more beautiful School girl and caressed it. The thighs of the two of them were holding each other and kept moving. The dark blue pleated skirts had long been scattered, and the Underwear was pulled to the side of the thighs. The two of them caressed each other's bodies, their disheveled hair fell all over their shoulders and brushed their faces, and they seemed to be in a trance, humming with Pleasure... According to the plot of ordinary novels and HG, should I show up at this time and touch them? Woolen cloth? I really wanted to do this, but I wanted to finish high School even more. If something like this goes wrong, there is no need to continue playing. So after the class bell rang, they gradually stopped their intense games, and I returned to the classroom. Finally, there was a self-study class. It was rare that there was no exam scheduled, and the instructor had gone Home. No one cared about us, and everyone just had fun. With my mind filled with the beautiful scenery I just saw, I couldn't do what I originally planned to do, so I had to find random people to chat with. The person sitting in front of me is a woman who likes to turn over and annoy me when nothing happens. She is just a good way to kill time at this time. Suddenly I saw someone reading comics, and I grabbed a copy. It was an H comic, a SMall and thick Black Cat Bunko, which is just right for me to read now. After flipping through it...it's a typical female Teacher's story, alas. I'm not interested in female Teachers. I only like Schoolgirls. Because no one was in charge, everyone dispersed when it was almost time for the School gate meeting to open. Since I wasn't in a hurry, it would be nice to stay around the classroom and look at the girls who were carrying their Schoolbags and getting ready to go Home. This year's first-grade Schoolbags are dark green. Although they are not as good-looking as our second-grade black Schoolbags, they look good with the light green uniforms. I am increasingly convinced that the principal has the same hobby as me. Someone in the next class is having a water fight. A bunch of people were splashing water around, and the boys and girls were having a great time. The clothes of the girls who were splashed by the water turned transparent and clung tightly to their bodies, and everything underneath the clothes was visible. Since I'm not in a hurry, I'll try my best to look at it. The quality of the girls in the class next door is quite high, much better than in our class. Most of the girls in our class are not very good, only a few are very outstanding. As for the only most beautiful girl in our class, you could say she is the class beauty, and now she is also playing in the water. She has always been very lively, which is not surprising. In the sun, water splashes set off, the jumping and transparent girl's body was wet and her hair was messy, but she was still laughing and jumping for joy. momentarily fascinated. So beautiful. After nearly half an hour, they finished playing. Those who brought a change of clothes went to the Bathroom to change, while those who didn't brought wet clothes and left the School happily and happily. On Saturday, no one was at Home, so I went to the bookstore on the way and went to the back of the department store to enjoy the beautiful scenery brought by the wind from the building. I wonder why there are always strong winds near the building? All in all this is a good thing. Three junior high School students walked by, their skirts flew up and they were wearing an extra pair of pants underneath, which was annoying. But the legs are pretty nice. It seems that middle School students have prettier legs? You are still young, so

hasn't started to get thicker yet? I walked into the bookstore and started reading Murakami's "Subway Incident", which is a book about interviews with sarin victims. I stood in the bookstore several times and was almost finished. There were not many female students visiting the bookstore at noon today, and they left after reading a few books. Pick up lunch at a fast food restaurant and then go Home. I went Home, had lunch, read a novel, went to the station, slept, and then started packing my bags and heading to the library. The final exam is coming soon. After this exam, I will become a third grader, so I need to be somewhat conscious. I got 13th place in the exam last time, but I want to try to get into the top 10 this time. of course, going to the library is very important because there are a lot of girls there, and weird things can happen. I remember once I was in the men's room on the first floor of the library and found that the door was locked and there were girls' voices inside. I was bored and turned off the light from outside. After a few moments, a junior high School girl came out and turned on the light, then went back and locked the door. girls' voices continued to come from the toilet. Still bored, I decided to find out what was going on, so I walked around the outside of the library to where there was a window and peeked inside. What I saw was not too surprising. It was a boy from a senior engineer talking to me. A junior girl from her alma mater does good deeds. The little girl is quite pretty, and she doesn't seem to be inexperienced. Looking at the white uniform and dark blue skirt, she looks like a standard junior high School student, but her dress can tell that she is in the third grade. Because the uniforms for the first and second grade students at my alma mater have been changed to red. She had a short student head and a petite body that trembled under the caressing of big hands. Her clothes were messy. The vocational student placed her on the ground with her legs spread wide, and his hands went up and down between her thighs. The little girl's head was moving up and down, which must have been quite comfortable. But why does this kind of thing have to be done in the men's room of the library? There is a park next to it. Wouldn't it be nice to go into the grass? It's really disgusting to make people jealous here. The vocational student wanted to pull down the little girl's Underwear, but she stopped her. I don’t know what to say through the window, but it seems that I have no intention of playing with him further. The face of the vocational student became a little ugly, and the movements of caressing her became a little faster, and he licked and bit her body with his tongue. Finally, their movements stopped, and the little girl played with the genitals of the vocational student with her hands. I Not very interested in male orgasm, so he left. This is the strangest memory I have in the library. Although I have never seen anything like it happen again, I still go there every day. After all, I go to study.Yes, you can't always expect unexpected surprises. But reading is reading, and there is no harm in looking around while reading. As the exam season approaches, the number of young people studying in the library increases dramatically, and there is no shortage of seductively dressed girls on hot days. It seems that many girls like to wear very short shorts this year? Although this kind of wearing deprives people of the Pleasure of looking at the skirt and looking forward to what is under the skirt, it is also very satisfying to look at the beautiful legs. I sent a classmate to reserve a seat early this morning, and when I came in the afternoon, I sat down directly. Looking left and right, there were two girls in casual clothes directly in front of them. They were a little fatter and not very pretty. I was disappointed and planned to concentrate on studying... but I found that sitting to my right was indeed a beautiful girl. When I first arrived, I sat down and didn't pay much attention to it. But now I suddenly saw it, and I was amazed. of course, it's not uncommon to find beauties of this caliber, but it's just rare to find one sitting next to you. It's always a good thing. She has long hair and wears casual clothes, a tight top that is deliberately designed to highlight her figure, and a very short denim skirt. The shortcoming is that it is still impossible for me to see inside from the seat. All I have to say is, as mentioned before, it’s not bad to look at the legs. She has very beautiful calves, thick and fit, wearing thick sneakers and bubble socks that many people wear recently. I think girls like to look at their faces first and then their legs. Look at the face to determine the appearance, look at the legs to understand the figure, and if there is anything good-looking, don't hesitate to stare at it. No one knew her, so all I could do was admire her beauty. The Schoolbag was green, and it was hard to see the name of the School when it was placed sideways. I couldn’t remember which School nearby had a green Schoolbag, so I continued reading after thinking about it for a while. I am studying Geography, because the quiz on Monday requires three lessons in one sitting. I cannot understand the behavior of the Teacher who cannot control the teaching progress but has to force the students to read a lot of books at the end of the semester. But Geography is not very good. It was difficult. Two hours later, we swept all the way from the Huanghuai Plain, Loess Plateau to the Hexi Corridor. We walked from Shanhaiguan Languan Dashan Pass to Yumen Pass. I finished reading the book. After reading the book, I started to relax. Keep looking around. At this time, the girl next to him had already left and started looking into the distance. In fact, places like libraries are really good. If you just want to admire the scenery of young women, instead of wandering around the streets, it is better to sit in the library for a day. The people coming and going often can make you energetic. From junior high School, high School, vocational college to university, there are really all kinds of female students, and you can see them in any kind of dress. Go to the toilet. A closer look at the walls of the men's room in the library reveals a lot of interesting things, from political partisan expletives to solicitations for intimate same-sex Lovers. But what's more interesting is the women's restroom next door, which is only separated by a wall. The wall that separates the men's and women's restrooms in the library does not reach the ceiling and is actually very short. The part that does not reach the ceiling is separated by a wooden window with leaves. of course, this window cannot be moved. Because of this, I often hear some strange noises coming from next door, which is very fascinating, so I have always been interested in the world separated by a wall, but of course I can't directly enter the women's toilet, so I still can't take a peek next door. It's too easy, because as soon as you poke your head in, everyone in the men's room will see what you are doing. I have been thinking about overcoming this technology for a long timeDifficulties, this matter has always been included in the random thoughts during class. One day I thought about it and worked hard to do it. It was about a month ago, when the second midterm exam was about to take place. What comes to mind is the periscope I used to play with as a kid. Install lenses in the bend area of ​​a curved tube and use the refraction of light to achieve the effect of seeing things at the other end of the tube. of course no one will notice if there is a SMall water pipe in the toilet, but a water pipe can complete the big task of communicating between the men's and women's toilets. I wonder if the scene I saw at that time needs to be described in detail? In short, I succeeded, and after being satisfied, I no longer had such a strong desire for the person next door. I went Home for dinner at about six o'clock. After dinner, I went back to the library. I wanted to read Chinese, but I couldn't, so I took out the novel I had prepared and waited until nine o'clock to leave. Although my Home is very close to the library, it was already after nine o'clock when I got Home because I wandered around the streets on the way. As usual, I went to the station to play with the computer, play with the puppy, and feed the turtle. After finishing all the chores, I sat down at the desk and started writing a letter. The letter was written to a junior high School classmate, a girl who was also my goddaughter back then. She is a pretty little girl. Although she is the same age as me, I still like to think of her as a little girl in terms of appearance and mentality. After all, I am not old either. We had a crush on each other when we were in junior high School, but because we were too young at the time, nothing came of it. Anyway, after a gap of more than a year without contact after graduation, we suddenly got in touch again. She had a boyfriend, so I tried my best to help her solve her doubts in life and listen to the strange worries of a girl. I usually talk very little, so when I receive a call, I almost don’t have to speak. I just listen quietly and respond when necessary. It’s a caring feeling. I received a call from her yesterday, saying that she was having problems getting along with her boyfriend. I wrote three secret pieces of paper to simply analyze the situation between her and her boyfriend from my perspective, and asked her to make plans for her own life. I finished writing the letter at around eleven o'clock, had a midnight snack before going to the station, and went to bed at around one o'clock. I still spent the next day in the library. I didn’t have any particularly strange encounters. It was just that the jealous behavior and annoying conversations of a pair of intimate men and women across the table made me unable to concentrate on reading. The seat too close to the air conditioner also made me uncomfortable. I had a headache and had no choice but to read casually the outlines of Chinese language and Chinese studies and then concentrate on watching the girls around me. There was no particularly stunning person on this day, but I also found that there were a lot of girls wearing red T-shirts and blue shorts today. If you look around randomly, there are probably more than four or five. This is not a particularly beautiful outfit, but it is rare to see so many people wearing similar outfits on the same day. I am often not in the mood to study on Sunday nights, so I leave the library early at four or five o'clock and wander around the streets as usual. I know this is boring, but there are not many leisure activities I can do at this time. Walking on the street is always comfortable. In a corridor near the library, I saw a man and a woman hugging each other again. Not only did they hug each other, their bodies and limbs were also moving at the same time. They are all wearing uniforms. In fact, I have always wondered why so many people like them.Going out in uniform on holiday? Anyway, the couple I see now, one is from a senior engineer, and they go to the same School as the junior high School student who was playing in the toilet before. Their uniforms are exactly the same as the boys' uniforms in our School, except that the color of their shirts is light blue. The style is exactly the same as our light yellow, so it is easy to recognize. The girl is a student at a nursing School, wearing a one-piece light blue suit. I like the girls in this School quite a lot, mainly because their uniforms are still skirts in winter, which is no different from the clear spring in the desert, although in summer they are still wearing skirts. Their charm has dropped sharply, but I still enjoy watching them. They are second only to the girls who work in business near our School in this area, and I also like them very much. Think about it carefully. Both School uniforms are light blue. Do I have a fetish for light blue? Not sure. Boys and girls from these two Schools often get together for unknown reasons. As we all know, they are often seen near the library, and they often do anything. It's just that they do it so blatantly in such an obvious place. Easy to see. The girls are quite beautiful, and the girls in this School often have a certain beauty, which is one of the reasons why I admire them. She has a slightly poor figure and thick legs, but she is still a beauty. Her long hair is a little scattered, her expression is slightly dazed, and her eyes are slightly narrowed. She must be intoxicated with deep love. The two of them kissed deeply, with their faces touching each other and their bodies hugging each other tightly. The boy's hand moved restlessly on the girl's body, while the girl gently pushed her hand away with a slight resistance, but then moved around again. Holding the boy's waist. After kissing for about half a minute, the man began to lick the girl's face to her neck, bite her earlobes, unbutton her chest and kiss the upper part of her chest, rub her chest with both hands at the same time, kiss her hair, and kiss her breasts. The eyes are as caressing as they can be. After a while, the boy suddenly squatted down and stuck his head into the girl's skirt. The girl's legs were wide open and shaking. The light blue dress was already held up by her head. The pure white panties inside were full of wrinkles. The boy's tongue was all over it. Hesitantly, the girl made an incomprehensible murmur, suddenly pushed her head away, said something, and the two hugged each other and left, leaving me inexplicably stunned. I soon couldn't walk around in the street anymore, so I went Home. I had nothing to do at night and watched TV. There was a beautiful girl from Beiyi on TV. Although I rarely go to taipei, it was good to watch it like this. After watching TV, I took a shower. Since I have to go to School tomorrow, I went to bed early and started reading comic novels to get ready for bed. Early on Monday morning, I rode my bicycle towards School with the same hard work and unconsciousness. The road from Home to School is very simple. It is at the beginning and end of a very long road, so on the way, you only need to watch the traffic lights Go->Stop->Go and try to observe the female students. And I am more accustomed to finding someone who is also a cyclist and riding with him. If he goes, I will go, and if he stops, I will stop. This saves me from having to judge and think based on the road conditions. And to do this kind of thing, it is certainly more fun to find girls than to find boys. Today I found my partner very quickly and started following her closely. It was a girl from a business Office near our School. Because she was following her from behind, I couldn't see her face. Since I didn't know her, I didn't know how to recognize her, so I didn't look at her deliberately. Just look at the body and legs, she looks prettyThe amount, the hair is what ordinary female students would wear, so they probably have to check it out at the end of the semester, right? Not particularly long. On a hot day, there are patches of sweat on the back of the white uniform, and the sweat-soaked hair flutters in the wind while riding. The black pleated skirt swells with the wind from time to time, but is hurriedly pushed back. I am also a girl from the same School. On my way to School one day, I saw women in SMall skirts walking together. The girl walking in the front had her skirt caught on her Schoolbag without knowing it. She was looking at her from behind all the way. Keep lifting your skirt and move on. Are her classmates behind you? But they just walked, chatted and played together as if nothing had happened. Under the skirt was part of the buttocks covered by white panties. It looked like a great beauty at the time, but it was unremarkable when described in words. When I arrived at School, I carefully looked at the picket at the School gate and then rushed directly to the School gate. Our School's picket club had no quality at all last year, and most people wouldn't go to see it. But today we have admitted some School girls, and the quality of our School's female pickets has been greatly improved. Speaking of which, I discovered one thing...it seems that the quality of girls in the 1971 Republic of China was quite high? As for me, I work for an information agency. I arrived at School early in the morning and found a girl's uniform and skirt on my seat. Confused, he remained calm and sat down directly on his seat, pressing his uniform and skirt behind him. I saw the class beauty running over and hurriedly taking away the dress. It turned out that she had taken it off to dry there after having a water fight the day before yesterday. It's true that my seat is by the window, but why do I use my chair as a clothes drying rack? Forget it, let her use it, I have no dissatisfaction. I had an exam early in the morning, but I had to raise my flag temporarily, so I gave it up. I took out the newspaper and started reading, chatting with people nearby, and doing meaningless things to finish my morning self-study. Flag-raising is also a great Pleasure. All the female students in the School gather together to enjoy it. The large green uniforms are neatly painted, and the bodies and faces under the uniforms have to be explored by themselves. So I don’t hate raising the flag, and I don’t understand the School’s feelings about raising the flag. After every get out of class today, I went to the old classroom that day, hoping that something good would happen, but I didn't see anything. Instead, I picked up a green ribbon on the ground. Was it dropped by a junior high School girl? Now I collect it very preciously. As for why I collect it, I don’t know. I tried very hard to find the two Schoolgirls that day. I searched every first-grade classroom and found them quickly. Their classroom was not far from ours and they were in the same class. But after I found them, I still couldn't do anything. ah. Just knowing a little more is never a bad thing. There are two consecutive math classes in the afternoon, followed by a PE class, and then you can go Home. I felt dizzy and confused during the math class, and it suddenly rained during the physical education class. I had to hide in the gymnasium to watch the School girls playing badminton. They were jumping around and shouting, and they were covered in sweat. They were so cute. The library is closed on Monday, so I don't have to rush to get a seat, and because it's raining, I don't plan to ride Home after School. I'm going to try to squeeze into the bus. Taking a bus can be a lot of fun, but it requires some luck. Anyway, I headed towards the School gate square with a little expectation, where there were rows of buses parked. Since the year I entered School, the School hasgirls get on the bus first. It's the boys' turn to wait until all the girls have finished. Although it is a bit hard in a way, it also means that as long as the boys can get on the bus, there will be a bus full of girls waiting for them. So even though this policy is cursed a lot, I quite appreciate it. After all, the style of respecting women and degrading men is quite to my liking. From this point on, I believe that the principal has the same hobbies as me, haha. I arrived a little late today. After struggling to squeeze into the car door, I could only stand on the steps of the car door. There was a School girl standing on the same step. No one could move...