"Hey there Liva..."

With just those three words, Olivia was floored and stopped listening.

He remembered her. Her, of all people.

He remembered the cute name he had called her back before he was dragged away by his dad.

After years of being away, returning, spending months seeming like he didn't even remember her, and spending most of his time turning all of his family in his aunt's house into a personal breeding harem of his with that monster cock (at least in her fantasies and from what she heard coming from that house)... He remembered her.

A lot of emotions went through Olivia as she sat numb for a moment, Max only seeming confused as he looked at her. Rage as he only seemed to acknowledge her now, happiness her old friend was still behind that rugged manly body, confusion as to why now he suddenly seemed to acknowledge her, fear this was some hallucination or the beginning of her going insane out of pure frustration, hopeful she might have a chance to reconnect with her old friend again.

"You okay there?"

Olivia's mind snapped back into reality. He was right there. Looking at her. Obviously concerned for her. Before she realized what she was doing, her body running on autopilot, and so she. She ran. She ditched her things and bolted for the door, just slipping past her mom as she had started opening the door.

Max, for his part, was completely confused. His oldest friend just stared at him in silence for a hot minute, before just bolting as he tried to see what was wrong. Something was definitely afoot, and he was going to find out. Mrs. Cortes, Olivia's mom and the English teacher for had just opened the door as Olivia reached the door. Max was more than ready to pause and drool over her (she was an almost ungodly stacked little MILF... he had masturbated over a lot in the past), but he needed to check on his friend.

Murmuring a quick "Sorry" to Mrs. Cortes, Max started running out the room after Olivia, he was pretty sure he knew where she was heading. As Max passed by her though, Mrs. Cortes' emerald eyes glittered as she was the stud rush past. "If my little girl has figured out a way to get that stud to chase her, I'll kiss her." ran through the aroused teacher's mind as she watched Max disappear around the corner. If anything, it simplified her long term plans for the young stud if her daughter got her inexperienced claws in him. Mrs. Cortes licked her lips as her mind pictured her and her daughter, side by side, stuffed full of that unrivaled stud's cum, claiming them both as his... She'd been hearing all the sexy noises coming from Max's house too. Mrs. Cortes shuddered a little as she felt her panties soak and her nipples begin to press against her bra as she ached for that image to become reality.

Snapping back to reality, work came first in her classroom. Play can definitely come later.