Karen a.k.a. Xxnx Here’s a spare key to the house. What are ya like six foot?”
“Five ‘ten.”
“Scrappy too, just like him. “Mr. Let’s just forget it ever happened, ok? And what kind of logic is that? I need to explain to my boss why I’m late.”
I got up and tried to leave but she grabbed onto my arm and looked at me worriedly, “Is everything ok? This is exactly what I needed,” she grabbed onto my hands and squeezed them even harder as she started panting desperately. She followed me out and shut the door as I took a couple steps away from the classroom then turned to face her. She guided me forward until she bumped into her desk, releasing me and hurriedly unbuttoning her blouse to reveal a bright pink bra.




















