When I was 15 years old, I started to develop, my height skyrocketed to 178. small dick also became a big dick, from 8 cm to 17 cm. (I do not like to pretend, often look at the small pornographic book said that the main man’s cock each 20 cm
I really don’t believe it.) But, people are developing to 18 years old 20 years old. I reached 17 years old and stopped growing, and I did not care. All of a sudden my clothes and pants are small, in order to buy me clothes and pants
This thing, my mother and my father, I do not know how many times the fight. The reason is that my father loves me, the old people in the northeast prefer the old son grandchildren, my mother is. My father is the eldest, and I am the eldest grandson. My mother loves me.
My father is also a filial son, everything listen to my mother. So my dad spends too much money on me. My mother is not unhappy with me, my mother is XX people are used to being frugal from childhood, see my father so spoiled me. The first thing you need to do is to argue with my father.
The northeasterners, as we all know, can do more than talk. My father beat my mother, usually I am not in my father to play. Or else my dad locked the door to their house and beat them. (Just this year my mother was beaten N times.
The main thing is that the grandmother’s old family matters, always manage my father to ask for money, or is to join my father. My father did not refuse once. My mother is not happy to see the old so they quarrel, and finally is my mother
(beaten,) every time I see my mother covered in bruises, but I feel sorry for her and feel ridiculous. The pity is that my mother is a small person, who is beaten by my father. The funny thing is that my mom knows that my dad will get angry and fight if she talks about it.
The funny thing is that my mom knows that my dad will get angry and fight, but she has to say it every time, and she is looking for it herself. I don’t know how many times I said to my mom, she just didn’t change, so I didn’t have a choice. The last time was at home, at night, I don’t know what time it was.
I don’t know what time it was, but I was sleeping soundly, and I was made to walk by the sound of their quarrel. I rushed to their door and tried to open it, but the door was locked again. I kicked the door as hard as I could, but I couldn’t kick it. I could only
I could only shout from outside the door, “Dad! Don’t hit my mom anymore. I’m begging you! Just keep talking. After a while there was no movement in the house and my dad came out. He opened the door and left. I rushed into the house to see how my mom was doing.
I went in to see how my mom was doing. When I saw my mom, I cried. My mother’s entire face was deformed by my father, both eyes were beaten to seal her throat, her nose was bleeding, and the blood flowed all over her body. My mother was like dead
I don’t know how much blood was shed all over my body, but my mom was lying on the ground like she was dead. (I heard my grandmother tell me that my father was the only one who beat people up since he was a kid, and he was never bullied. The most frightening time was when my dad dropped someone and had to skin them together. And also my grandmother
(Go, or my father will really kill people.) I went up and hugged loudly she screamed and said: Mom! Mom! Are you all right? Say something. Mom! I hugged my mom and cried there. After a while my mother said in a very low voice
Go get me some water, so I can wash up. I cried and went out to get a basin of water, and when I came back, my mother was already sitting on the floor against the bed. I took the water and towel over, and my mom washed it.
Then I helped my mom get into bed. My mother and I said, “Go to bed, you have to go to school tomorrow. I took the water basin and went out. I lost sleep this night. The next day my mother cooked for me as usual.
The next day my mother cooked me dinner as usual, and after eating, she told me to go to school. So I went to school. I thought they were fine as before after playing at school all day. When I got home. My mom had already packed up her things and was leaving.
I was so happy. And I said they were divorced. My dad wanted me, and probably felt sorry for my mom, so he gave my mom all the money he had at home at the time. He also helped my mom carry her luggage out, and told her that he couldn’t live with her in this life.
I hope my mom will have a good time in the future and that she can find him if she has any problems. (I later learned that my father had given my mother more than 100,000 yuan, which was not a small amount of money in 1995. At that time, it was about to be New Year’s Eve.
I remember very clearly, my father and I said: we are the two of us, a good year. (I borrowed 10,000 outside to take me back to my grandmother for the New Year. Later my mother also bought a house, looking for
I think they were both right and wrong. If they could have given in to each other back then, it would have been fine. I can’t control the affairs of the previous generation. The day I lost my mom, I had no one to care about.
My father left money for me every day and went out. If you want to go out of town, you can tell me that the money is in the closet. I didn’t save, and I didn’t spend it all, maybe I didn’t really know how to spend it at that time.
I don’t know how to spend money. This year, I also got acquainted with the children around me, and my schoolmates were not bad. (Now I think, mainly because I give them money to spend. Hahaha!) This year I also learned a new skill.
{Paddy’s Toilet}! The cause, one Sunday off, I was playing with some neighborhood kids in a nearby field, and I remember playing badminton. Just a set of rackets, who first lost 10 balls will be replaced. Bao Guo, Xiao
Ying, and one with the same surname as me called Jiajia. Both two years younger than me. (There will be Jia Jia’s story.) I had to go to the toilet when I was playing, so I took over the position of Bao Guo and played with them. Not long after that, Paul Guo
I ran back, ran to my side and said: Kun, go you tell them to play first. I wondered what was going on. I gave the racket to Jiajia and said: “You guys play first, we’ll be back in a minute. Paul Guo took me towards the
The public toilet, not yet to see a person squatting in the women’s side of the back wall, but also got a lot of grass, how to look at it really did not open up someone. If not Paul Guo pointed out that I also look half a day. Bao Guo said: Kun. I
Just now on the toilet, on just out, and looked at this person there, scared me. What is he doing there? I said I do not know, and pulled Paul Guo to the meeting and said: what do you care about others, if the back people
I can’t save you from being beaten up. Then we started playing ball again. Play until almost dark, the badminton and racket are returned to me, and went home. My heart was like a long grass when I was playing, wondering
What the hell is that guy doing? Didn’t want to go with these kids yet. Look at them go home. I went to the bathroom. The man was no longer there. I saw no one around, so I quietly walked into his squatting
The original women’s toilet back wall told him to make a small hole. I also looked inside. I grass, inside a row of squatting, and a female squatting in the middle of the position. A group of black hair below is pulling the urine. I nerve
A sudden tense up, the atmosphere also dare not out. Just stare at the black hair, the woman’s B hair really more, the sky is also dark, how can not see the B look. Not a moment later the woman finished peeing, put on the pants and go
The woman’s pee is over and her pants are gone. I sat down on the ground and gasped for breath. (Don’t ask me why I don’t mind not stink, that time that there is time to think about the problem of odor or odor ah! You say so. Hahaha) I squatted there until 9 o’clock.
And not a woman came. I went home. When I got home, I was thinking about it. I usually go to school, on Sunday there is time. It can’t be a Sunday to go to the toilet. Besides, there is a person there.
The first thing you need to do is to look at it together. No, I’m not going to call people to death. No way! After thinking about it for a long time, an idea came to my head at once. Yes! The school bathroom is an ideal location, I’m really stupid. I made up my mind.
I made up my mind, I started looking for tools at home. What knife, small shovel, drill as long as you can make holes in the wall, I put all in my school bag. The next day I got up early and rode my bike to
School. When I got to the front of the school, I parked my bike in the usual parking place. Then I walked along the school wall to the toilet wall and went over the wall. (Outside the school wall is a train track, there are not many people walking there.
There is a small gap behind the toilet that is very close to the school wall. Both ends were bricked up. The place I was in was like a small aisle with no way out. I think every time I go over the wall sooner or later, people will be caught, and be found
I think it’s a good idea to run. First get back way to turn around to the school wall to start looking for where to get open. Choose a good place to start demolishing the wall. This big wall under the bricks for many years, some are crisp, I took a small shovel a fierce
Digging, bricks have fallen, not a moment to dig a small hole. I look at the opening of a small hole in the small hole around digging more vigorously, digging for a while to try to see if you can get out, see not to continue to dig. Finally
Finally dug a hole that I could drill out without much effort. Then drilled out of the wall, the broken bricks cleaned up and found something to cover up the hole. After looking at it, I thought I couldn’t see it and went back to school. Arrived
School to see the gate is not yet open, it found a snack bar in the vicinity to eat a breakfast, wait until the point, on school. The next step is to dig a small hole in the women’s room, digging a large
The next step is to dig a small hole in the women’s room, digging a big one will not work, the inside will be able to see the outside. The next step is to dig a small hole in the ladies room. I suddenly thought of digging outside the women’s room also can not ah, that inside even if no one. The broken bricks that fall will also be called
People can see it. Then I would be completely wasted. But how can I enter the women’s room ah. Thought about it for a day and made up my mind. I’m unlucky to be caught. Can not be beaten to death. I don’t know how to spend this day
I don’t know how to go. After school I ate near the school, after eating to go to the game hall to play games, in the game hall also ran into a classmate. I bought a lot of coins for them. (I don’t remember many games at that time, I can only
I can only remember Street Fighter and gun play, I can’t remember anything else. I played until 8 o’clock when it got dark, and then I came out to continue my work. I went to the school wall again, this time not through the hole, directly over the wall to the women’s
The toilet door. (8:00 p.m., the school does not have a residential function, on a shift of the old man, this time has long been asleep, even if not asleep, it is impossible to run to the playground toilets in the middle of the night to this. I am betting on my life
Good. (If really come even if unlucky.) The first time into the women’s room saw the squatting pit nothing, the men’s room and the urinal. Now there is no time to think about those, quickly find a location to dig it. In the back wall of the women’s room root to find
To a few cracks in the cement seams, with a knife slowly buckle out. (I think of myself, if you dig the wall is easy to see, and again this is not me digging outside the wall without having to estimate the playful digging open on. This is the women’s room
(Inside can not open a large hole, there are also wall seams which are not obvious.) Digging off the cement, I will throw directly into the pit. Not a moment later dug out a, I looked out from the inside too dark to see. No matter what, change the place
I dug a few more squats in the women’s room, a row of 10, I dug two more in the back. The last cement fell down too much, I put the pieces on it again, so that the small hole is not so obvious, and check the first two again.
The first two, and cover up a bit, see no problem and cleaned up a bit. Over the wall and went home. When I got home, I kept thinking that tomorrow I would see a lot of B’s, teachers and classmates.
I was so happy. I set my alarm clock for 6:30 this time! I rode my bike to school in 20 minutes and didn’t get in until 7:00. I know a lot of girls in my class arrived at school and pulled a few to the bathroom first. I got to school at 6:50.
When they went to the bathroom, I was waiting for them. I rode my bike early the next morning and arrived at the location as I expected, waiting for me to cover up everything. Just heard a group of twitter
I looked into the first hole and saw a lot of feet walking in, but none of them were squatting down. Immediately change the second hole, which has two squatting. A hairless one has
A few small black hairs. I am so excited! God knows that a group of girls are peeing, not knowing that someone is watching. This feels great!!! If I knew someone was watching them, would they still be able to pee? Will they scream?
I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do that. It’s fun to think about. I continued to watch their buns pee! One by one, people came and went, and my eyes were blurred. I don’t know how long it took, no one
No one came. I guess it was time for class. I got out of the hole to cover the hole and went to class. But after class, I thought again, this daily early morning is also tired ah, in today’s classmates asked me to go there, I said I just came, the classmates said: “I’m not going to be able to get up.
I said I just came, the students said: fart! I saw your bike when I came, but there was no you in the class. This is what I did not expect, and I blame my car is too conspicuous, all gold, the whole school on my one
It’s not surprising that I’m the only one in the school who can’t see it. I can’t. If this goes on, someone will find out sooner or later. I have to change the time. Another thing is that the hole I opened can not see the face, can only see people around the chin, and can not ask people to pee and say: Hey!
You pee when the head down, I can not see your face! That’s not a death wish. But the hole is a little larger designated to be found, hey ~ can only remember the clothes they wear pants. And so, for the rest of my life.
I changed the time to lunch break, gym class, 5-6 days to find a reason to leave with the teacher. School is not on the day are watching the girls pee. I can say that the whole school is a woman’s B I have seen! To later.
A look at the clothes and pants, I know what the girl’s B looks like. But the price is not small, every day to see the B in exchange for academic performance is bursting down. I went from being a top student in the first grade to a bottom student in the second grade.
The number of poor students. The teacher approached my father many times, and inevitably said some bad things. I was miserable, three days of stir fry, five days of pot stew. This gave me a beating. My father beat me also characteristic, not to hit the body not to hit the face.
The spanking, but also the pants down to play, the buttocks do not beat the bleeding path without stopping, each time the left side of the spanking is not good, hit the right side, the left side just right, then hit the left side. I am basically sitting in the classroom is not real
I could not sit down in class. Until one day, my father called the teacher back again. When he came home, he took out the belt directly to me and said: Take off your pants! I took off my pants and puckered up my butt! My father said: count yourself! Every time I hit
I counted every hit! One, two, three ………. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I called out to my dad that I was wrong. Stop beating. My father continued to fight while saying: “Count how many times your teacher asked me to go
The first time I saw you, I said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t give you what you wanted, and I didn’t tell you to take the first exam, just the middle. Usually I have control over you? You can’t fucking give me a little gas ah. You’ve got nothing to do, so you’re asking your teacher to call you.
I don’t want to be embarrassed, I have to face that! I said this and smoked violently. I don’t know where the courage came from, shouted: you tube to me? You have a day is at home? Either to drink or play
My mother is to let you run away, you also beat me to death! (This was the only time in my life I talked to my dad like this, and it was one of the things I felt most guilty about.) My dad stopped, looked at me and slowly
My dad stopped, watched me slowly put down the belt, sat down on the couch, covered his face and cried. This was the first time I had ever seen my dad cry, and I had never seen him cry in my limited memory. A big old man who said no to everything there
The man who can afford to let go of everything cried. I froze, I knew at once that I was really wrong, I should not have said those words. I put on my pants and walked up to my dad and said: Dad, I was wrong. I will
I will definitely change in the future. My dad wiped his tears and said, “Forget it. What you said is just like farting. It’s true, you’re already so old. I won’t hit you anymore. You can do whatever you want. I’ll say it in the
I don’t care if you learn well or badly. From now on, the road is your own. If you don’t have the knowledge and ability, you can go out and work hard for me. Go away! Go to your house. I slipped back to the house. Since then my father has not beaten
After that, my father never hit me. I never disobeyed my dad’s wishes. I did whatever he said. That’s it!
