[Sister Lin in My Youthful Days, Part 8] [Author: Unknown] [To be continued]

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Thinking about all that bullshit makes me annoyed. In short, Wang Xiaoshuai is a thorn in my side. He's the only person I wanted to fight but couldn't during middle school, and I could never be friends with him because his morals are too low. Not long after, this bastard raped his stepmother's daughter, and the news exploded in our circle. But he acted like nothing happened, continuing to hang out, still using his brother's connections for favors, and often flaunting his father's hotel prostitutes.

After returning from the provincial capital, it was already afternoon. I continued with classes, and after school it was 8 pm. I called Sister Lin and asked her to come to my house; I was in a bad mood and needed help. Sister Lin said she was still working overtime at her company, revising a plan, and asked me to come to her workplace. When I arrived at her workplace, it was a large office on the 11th floor. All the other employees had already left, and she was the only one working overtime in her private office. She first brought me some cakes and snacks, then continued working, apparently needing materials for a meeting tomorrow. Sitting in her large office, looking out at the city, I felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity. I've been in this city for many years, but I've never seen it from such a high vantage point. The city's bustling night view, the distant lights, reminded me of Li Xiaohui; she must be in this city.

Sister Lin dresses quite formally at work—a white shirt, a business suit, and high heels—and she's intently checking documents. I walked behind her, kneaded her shoulders with both hands, and said, "Sis, are you tired? Let me give you a massage." Sister Lin said, "Okay, my shoulders are really stiff, give me a massage." I started massaging her shoulders, kneading them gently, and then tapping them with my index fingers. After a long time, she turned off the 586 computer and said, "Oh dear, I'm really tired today." I said, "Then... how about a deep relaxation?" She said, "Okay! How about a deep relaxation?" I closed the blinds in front of the window, took off her pants, put her high heels back on, and picked her up and placed her on the table.

I sat in the chair, leaned down to kiss her private parts, my tongue exploring the clitoris through the dense forest. To be honest, there was a faint taste, but it was completely overwhelmed by lust. Sister Lin supported herself with her hands behind her back, tilting her head back to enjoy the wonderful feeling. I kept exploring and licking with my tongue, and gradually juice came out of the clitoris. Sister Lin let out a "humph" sound, and her plump, white legs began to tremble spasmodically. I held them down with both hands and continued to lick them. Sister Lin unbuttoned her clothes and shirt herself. I stood up, unbuckled my belt, and took out my penis, inserting it. The clitoris under my penis was incredibly lubricated, making each insertion smooth. I kissed Sister Lin, held her waist with both hands, and made continuous piston-like movements. He lowered his head, kissing her deep into her cleavage, while continuing to thrust in and out. With each thrust, a trickle of white fluid escaped, making a "slap slap" sound. Her lower body quickly became a pool of fluid, soaking the table. Her moans grew louder and louder in the darkness.

He made her stand on the floor, leaning against the window, and penetrated her from behind, each thrust forcefully slamming into her buttocks, occasionally slapping her hard. She cried out, "Ahhh!" The blinds swayed, making a "snap snap" sound with our rhythm. He thrust so hard he almost pressed her against the window; the curtains were deformed, revealing the darkness before him, blending her into the night, fucking her in the darkness.

He pulled her body back, making her hold onto the table with both hands, her left knee on the computer chair, her right foot on the ground, and then penetrated her from behind, accompanied by… With each penetration, her body swayed, the computer chair rocked on the ground, and I pulled her back, culminating in a powerful climax after a frenzied assault. We tidied our clothes and rested in the room, still feeling unsatisfied. We returned to my place together for the second round of attack and defense. I

went to see Dajun on the weekend. We drank some alcohol in the afternoon and went to the bridge together in the evening. There's an overpass between the suburbs and the city; when the weather is warm, some young people like to gather there, sometimes drinking beer, having barbecue, sometimes playing music and singing. Dajun and I went to the bridge and saw Xuebing with some strangers. Xuebing was the same age as Dajun and considered one of the best among their peers. As we approached, we heard Xuebing boasting: "The suburbs may not be big, but here, I, Xuebing, am absolutely effective. With me here, you can rest assured; if anything happens, just come to me." Later, we learned that the strangers were friends Xuebing had made in the city. One of them had a younger brother who had been beaten in the suburbs, and Xuebing had stood up for him today, successfully avenging him. They were currently in a high mood. Dajun, who had just drunk some alcohol and was also in high spirits, didn't like Xuebing either. Dajun looked at Xiaolingtong and said, "Go, curse them, tell them all to get lost." Xiaolingtong was a little confused at first, looked at us carefully, and then immediately put on a serious face and walked over, saying, "Where the hell are you idiots? Acting all high and mighty here. Get lost, you motherfuckers." Xuebing immediately lost face and cursed, "Xiaolingtong, you're everywhere! You want to die?" Xiao Lingtong remained silent, waiting for Dajun to approach. Dajun walked over without saying a word, but the student's fear was obvious. As Dajun drew nearer, the archer, still silent, suddenly kicked the student in the groin. The student cried out and fell to the ground. A large man beside him immediately charged forward. I ducked and charged forward, my sandalwood keychain piercing the man's abdomen, causing him to bend over with a cry. Xiao Lingtong had already pulled out a short stick from behind and struck the bent-over man on the head, sending him sprawling. Then, Xiao Lingtong began kicking the two men on the ground. Within those brief three seconds, both men were on the ground, completely demoralized. Dajun's ruthlessness was evident; Xiao Lingtong's pursuit of the fallen men was completely ignored. Dajun said, "Don't come here to brag anymore. Get lost, get far away, and don't show your face in the suburbs. Student, remember, don't try to show off with me again. Get lost..."

After this battle, the army trusted Xiaolingtong even more. This was a remarkable transformation for Xiaolingtong, and also a testament to the excellent teamwork between him and me. Later, Xiaolingtong delivered many more outstanding performances. Ten years later, when the army began lending money, Xiaolingtong took on the task of debt collection, and these experiences became legendary tales.

[To be continued] Word count: 1740

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