Part 7

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by doingtrends

by doingtrends

Part 7 teacher

"You're quiet." I say breaking the ice

"Mhm."

I look at her thighs, so beautiful.

I hate him. I hate him.

I slowly put my hand on her thigh.

My heart drops, I look at his hand.

I smile and drive.

A tear drips down my face and falls on his hand.

"Are you crying?" I laugh at her.

"Get your hand off me."

"No. I will not be doing that."

I rolled down the window just a bit.

"I'm sorry, but you'll get used to it."

I start screaming out the window, yelling for help.