Story 12

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"May I use the restroom" I ask my leg bouncing underneath the table.

I need to go now he will get mad if I don't.

The teacher nodded and I shot up.

I walk down the hallway, my crop top feeling tight.

nd my skirt rising up my thigh.

But it's ok

He always loved short skirts said it made me look pretty.

He likes it; He likes me

I enter the bathroom, He's facing away till he's not.

He's eyes don't look at my face they look at my body.

"Beautiful" He says his hand going under.

I smiled; He thinks I'm beautiful



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