Daddy's Little Girl. |A.I.|

Three.

Isn't it a small world? He just got a new job at a high school as an English teacher and she just started her senior year, at the same school. 

As she practically jumped out of her car and ran her way to her first class of the day, she thought about the night before; from the smoking weed with the stranger she called daddy to the crazy sêx she and 'daddy' had. 

He never told her his real name, but she didn't really ask either. He did ask for hers and she gladly told him, hoping he would remember her as the girl that basically fùcked the life out of him. 

The girl could feel herself getting moist just by thinking of the things they did. 

The girl pulled the classroom door open and  was surprised to see that there still wasn't a teacher. As she made her way to a seat, she dropped her books on the floor. 

"Awwh Lydia, to tired to even hold your books?" Matt said, as his friends quietly chuckled, "We all know why you're so tired, don't we?".

Lydia gathered her stuff and sat down at the front of the class. "Fück you, Matthew", she said and crossed her legs. "Slût", Matt said under his breath. Lydia turned around in her seat and looked him dead in the eye, "and still I won't fuck you."

"No one is fücking anyone in my classroom" an awfully familiar voice said behind Lydia, "Now please be quiet, so I can introduce myself." Lydia slowly turned back around in her seat, facing a person she thought she would never see again. 

The person she called daddy, just the night before.

"Well, my name is Ashton Irwin and I'm your new English teacher", His eyes trailed the classroom, hoping to see some sort of reaction, but when he got the first row his breath caught stuck in his throat.

There she was sitting; the girl whom had called him daddy and had spanked a few hours ago.