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 >>48101611
>>48101615
Honestly speaking though, I love how 4chan is not as big as people think it is. In a general like this, it's all just the same 20 people who come every day. On smaller boards, the entire board might just be 20 people total.
Then you make a raid thread on /b/ or /pol/ and whatever website is being raided thinks it's some highly orchestrated mass attack done by hundreds of 4chan users when it's really just a handful of people bored with nothing better to do.
It's amazing, too, what 4chan can accomplish if it actually wants to accomplish something. /v/ made a fucking full video game for free, /vr/ regularly uncovers and dumps lost media, Anonymous formed out of /b/ (I think?) and is now an established, feared entity.
I love all you guys, regardless of home board.
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>>48102123
>>48102130
>my 6th grade English teacher
>"Anon could you come to my room and see me after final period gets out?"
>"Okay sure"
>school ends
>"Anon you have club today right about now, right?"
>"Yeah"
>"So your parents won't expect you home untit later tonight?"
>"Yeah"
>"How about you come over here" she motions for me to sit on her desk
>she locks the door, pulls the window blinds down
>I'm confused as to why she's doing this
>she comes back
>"You're a very smart boy, Anon. Are there any girls in class you like?"
>"N-no"
>I'm thinking why the fuck is she asking me this
>"Have you ever held a girl's hands before?"
>"Not like with a girl I like, no"
>"Have you ever seen this?"
>takes off her shirt
>I'm going into panic mode thinking what the fuck is happening what the fuck is happening right now
>I don't remember what she said after that point but she takes off my shorts
>I'm too scared and confused to tell her I'm uncomfortable or that I don't know she's doing
>undoes her bra, tells me to feel her breasts
>I hesitate and don't, so she grabs my hand and puts it there
>other things happen I don't remember well
>she jerks me off a little, tries to ride my dick but of course it's too small
>many minutes pass during this time
>I don't cry but I'm shaking out of fear
>I finish, she kisses me on the cheek and puts my shorts back on me like I'm a toddler who can't dress myself
>she tells me not to go to practice today and that if I tell anyone about this I'll get in trouble
>go home, try to play vidya, cry alone in my room
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