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It all started last autumn.* I was renting a flat in London, a small bed-sit over a row of rundown shops where the smell from countless restaurants hung in the air like stale cigarette smoke.* I'd been unemployed for nearly a year and if it wasn't for the council paying my landlord every month I'd have been sleeping out in the park with all the other drunks and users.* Anything that came along to brighten the drab grey of the damp city street was welcome, and I used to spend hours standing at the window eyeing women passing along the street below, my eyes taking in every sway of their hips as they crisscrossed the street.It had been a warm summer and lots of girls were wearing short skirts or dresses.* I loved watching their slim legs as they sauntered along the pavement.* I spent hours guessing which were wearing stockings beneath those swaying hem-lines, standing at the window rubbing my hard cock through my trousers as I dreamed of thin blank panties just yearning to be rolled down over curvaceous thighs.* I even made up names for the regular passers-by: Lisa in her black knee-length number, Tracy with her cotton print mini-dress, and Jenny, just begging to be taken from behind in her longish grey number with the kick pleats and the long back vent. Then, one day, the flat a few doors down from me went vacant.* There was a dirty "For Let" sign hung in the shop window downstairs for nearly three months before a new occupant moved in: that would be about the middle of September.* I noticed the sign had gone before I saw Üsküdar Escort (http://www.34f5.com/) who had moved in, but one Tuesday morning when I was nursing a hangover I opened he curtains and saw a girl coming out of the door and walking down the iron stairs at the back of the flats.* She was dressed in the prefect uniform of a local school, so I guessed she must be in her final term and therefore about eighteen, although she looked pretty mature.* What I noticed first was her blonde hair down the back of her dark blue blazer.* As my eyes looked down her body I couldn't believe the length of her skirt: it was so short I felt sure the school would have banned her on the spot if she stepped through the gates dressed like that.* As I watched her walking down the steps I realised what she'd done.* It was an old trick I'd seen some of the more forward girls do before: roll the waistband of their skirts over several times so it was hitched up short.* I figured that she must be keen to impress some boy on the bus but would make sure she unrolled the top of the skirt before she went to class.From that moment I was hooked.* Because she left for school at the same time every day I made sure I was always at the window when she left home, dreaming of what I'd like to do to that slim sexy body as she strolled off towards the bus stop.* I began wanking each morning as I watched her walk down the road, seeing if I could come before she turned the corner.* I wondered if, one day, I could be outside my flat on some pretext Üsküdar Escort Bayan (http://www.34f5.com/) and engage her in conversation.* I even dreamed that, if I got her talking, I could somehow get round to inviting her up to my room.* I'm thirty but I pride myself I look at least ten years younger, so I reckoned I may have been able to kid her I was nearer her age so I could get closer to those sexy hips and soft young chest.* Little did I know then where my lust was going to lead me.It must have been about the end of October when it happened.* It was just after breakfast and I was asleep in front of the television, my pants still wet from where I'd jerked off watching her that morning.* Suddenly I was woken by a ring on the doorbell, and when I'd focused enough to open the door I found a middle-aged woman looking at me, her eyes full of anger. *"You pervert!" she snarled before I could even mumble a greeting.* "You've been watching my daughter.* I've seen you hiding behind the curtains.* I've seen you fondling yourself."I froze."Come inside," I said weakly, trying to stop her shouting and alerting the entire neighbourhood to my sexual habits.* Fortunately she stepped into the hall, and I was able to shut the door before she started shouting again."I'm going to have you arrested.* For fuck sake she's a schoolgirl.""She's over sixteen," I replied mildly in my defence, but she wasn't taking any notice."How do you know?" she snapped.* "She could be twelve for all you know.""She's wearing a prefect' s tie," Escort Üsküdar (http://www.34f5.com/) I stammered, trying to defend myself.* "She must be eighteen or more.""Yeah," she growled again, "she's eighteen: just.* But she's still a schoolgirl.* And how old are you?* Thirty?* Forty?"The thought she could mistake me for being forty didn't do much for my ego, but at the time the only thing on my mind was how to stop her yelling."Look," I began firmly, but my voice drifted away as she stared at me defiantly."So you want to fuck her, eh?" she continued unabated.* "You like girls in uniform do you?* Men like you should be castrated.* You dirty little fucker!"I didn't see her knee come up until it was too late.* She caught me right in the groin and I collapsed onto the carpet at her feet, writhing in agony with the terrible pain from my crushed balls.* As I lay there, rolling on the carpet, she stood and watched me dispassionately.* Then, while I was still lying on the floor, she fetched a chair from the dining room."Sit on there," she ordered, and fearing another bull busting I did as she asked.* I was still clutching my groin, and sitting up in the chair was even more painful than lying on the floor, but I knew I was powerless.* I hardly noticed as she unbuckled the belt from her jeans and walked around behind me, pulling my arms around the back of the chair and securing them with her belt.* When this had been accomplished, and she was certain I was secure, she stood in front of me again, watching as I struggled hopelessly to free myself.Slowly, her eyes fixed on me, she unzipped her jeans and rolled them down, stepping out of them as they lay in an untidy tangle on the floor.* My eyes dropped from her face to her crutch, and despite my pain the sight of her white panties and her slender bare legs started to harden my dick.