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Miss M {I am sorry. I am writing this a year after I wrote the story. I find some sentences very cringe now, but I don't intend to change anything. So you are stuck with this. I would say I'm sorry if I wouldn't find it funny for some reason.}
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This is a part of the story.
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For a second he stopped his fingers. He released her foot and tilted her head up. He could feel her unnaturally hot breath on his hand. His body shivered. He wanted to feel it closer.
"Try haarder or I'll get bored and no one will hear us," Emily tried sounding neutral, but wasn't able to. Her insides quivered around his fingers. °Funny girl,° Kay thought. °I guess breaking a brat is hard. They will talk back until they truly fear for their body.°
"Sooo~, if I am correct, you are giving me Permission, that I can unfold it and show your disgraceful face," he rubbed his finger over her pink-tinted cheek. Emily tried moving her head away from it. That was her first move today, which made Kay a little bit angry.
With every following word, he shoved his fingers inside her harder:
"And your clenching pussy to whoever looks into the classroom?" Emily blushed, her eyes rolling back, as heat started to rise from her face and neck. He had to steady himself, as her hand on his shoulder almost painfully grabbed him.
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Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.