rom the exploits of last night. I waited momentarily for a feeling of shame to roll through me. But it was inexplic

I was running out of time before I had to leave. Instead of rushing, I snuggled deepe

between my legs and relieve myself once again. However, I knew if I even tried, then I would truly be late

s if I had been transported out of my body into another. I looked down at myself as I cleaned my body. I

scented soap. My breasts were full and firm, yet more than a handful apiece. Topping them were

inst it, harder, wanting more suddenly. Unable to help myself, I moved against it harder. Mr. Jones' dark eyes rose to my mind d

.. oh god, I

to the point that I jumped back and

once my tight throat al

voice snapped through the doorway. "How would

er," I stu

ck plaid skirt uniform that my private school called for. My cheeks were flushed with horror a

is not put up proper

h my hand on

running extremely late," I

azy this morning," my mother ch

am very sorry. It w

uality is important i

, making sure to keep my head

ght home after class,"

w," I

speak to me," M

th and steeled my

. Now, may I please leave? So, I am not late for

e occasional educational curriculum. I knew I would learn SOMETHING there. I just

rry about it if you hadn

n. "I'll see you when

urrying up the sidewalk, I kept my gaze down. I tried to pretend n

greeting from the front door of the house

as they skidded to a halt. I turned slowly and kept my head down to hide

nes," I stuttered out

he mused with a cocke

ined as I pointed up the sidewalk

he replie

but I could have sworn I fel

go to school

ion of Woman," I replied as I loo

?" he asked in confusion. "Doesn't it

did he know where I was talking about? His dark eyes hooked me immediately and bore in

r to get here and an hour

chool bus drove out t

e I was 12," I explained as I glanced over at

f extreme displeasure. My stomach dipped as I wonde

" I tried to

s called it t

at out and b

st before he finished closing the door. He was

ting for the bus driver, havin

e was a short, rotund old man with a kind face t

orld and had kept an eye out for me ever sin

e wheel. His pea-green eyes looked me up and down slowly, making my skin craw

needing a ride?" the new bus