Bet << SW

Six

Mal-

The car ride to school consisted of non other than old jams that I like to reminisce about. The good old days when everything was happy go lucky. But, now I find myself going to hell Monday-Friday. What type of shit is that.

I'm in love with a stripper comes blasting through the speakers sending me and Aubry into a huge throwback. And the crazy thing was we both know what it is.

In middle school we would go to her grandmothers room and dance to our best abilities like strippers on her bed while this song plays through the brand new purple IPod that many were jealous she had. I know I was.

I never really got special treatment as a child. Aubry on the other hand was treated like a queen because she was an only child.

Me on the other hand. I have two older brothers and a younger soo. Yeah that shit didn't fly with my parents.

I'm pulled directly out of my thought when Aubry screams the chorus

"IM IN LOVE WITH A STRIPERRR. SHE RIDIN SHE ROLLIN SHE POPPIN"

And like the good friend I am I chime in

"IM IN LOVE WITH A STIPPEERRR., SHE TRIPPING SHE PLAYIN I AINT GOIN NOWHERE GIRL IM STAYIN, IM IN LOVE WITH A STRIPERRRR"

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As we pull into the school parking lot I already become depressed. Ugh. Hell hole here I am

I turn the ignition off and nonchalantly get out of the car. Many people came scurrying by because the bell had rang but I really don't  care.

"Good luck with you know who" Aubry winks as we part ways. Honestly I'm not the one whose going to need it. Cause this bitch is playing hard to get. He needs the luck.

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Finally after what felt like forever Mr. Wilkinson's class rolled around. Honestly I'm glad because all these horndogs couldn't keep their eyes off of me all day and the comments I was getting were rather disturbing.

I strut into the class and sit right across from him in his desk. I made sure to lower my top extra low if this plan was going to work.

"Okay class. Today is a simple day. Just finish your worksheet and you're free. I've got things to do and I'm sure you do in other classes" Mr Wilkinson says getting up to pass the papers around.

When he comes by my desk I don't even look at him. I just keep looking down and making sure my breasts were popping out.

As he passes my desk I can already tell he's looking. I know that little encounter we had made him see how much he wants me. I just got to show him he can't have me and I promise he will chase after me.

He hands me the paper and as he does he trails his hands along my breasts ever so subtly making sure no one in the class would notice but I know I did.

Holy shit. Okay now I know he wants me and I don't know if I can go this long without his touch. Especially if he wants it.

No

Hold your guns. You can do this

I show no reaction and take my paper beginning to work on it.

Finally he sits at his desk and I bend over just slightly so he has a full view. Biting my lip as I continue to work.

I can feel his eyes burning holes through me and I love it. So what do I do. I fake drop my pencil.

"Opposes" I giggle as I exit my desk. Walking to the front I give him a small wink and bend over slowly to get it.

Getting up I can see his erecting member surely enough. I guess I'm finally getting the effect on him I wanted. But, I still want to have fun with this.

About five minutes later I hear Mr Wilk pipe up

"See me after class Mrs Castillo"