After school with Ms. Turner

Your final period of the day ended you decided that unfortunately you wouldn't be bursting out the door like the others heading home you would go to Ms. Turner's class for that extra credit she offered earlier that day. Arriving at her class from the hushed hallways of a sleeping high school you enter an equally just as quiet room, desks empty, lights dimmed down, the only person in the room was Ms. Turner looming behind her desk, the only sound being from her pen gracefully grading papers. An ebony business suit held her body tightly accompanied by a matching skirt, her undershirt was unbuttoned near the top promptly displaying her generous cleavage, although her hair was hanging all the way to her bodacious booty this morning it was now tied up in a ponytail. You walk towards an empty chair sitting in front of her desk, as you approach Ms. Turner stops grading papers, stands up behind her desk, and looks at you with her maleficent brown eyes.

"So glad to see you Marcus! Come, sit down right here, let's talk." She bewitchingly encouraged you, gently grabbing hold of your shoulders directing you to sit before her in the padded chair forcing you to look up at her towering over you

"Listen Ms. Turner I'm really sorry if there's anything I can do to get my grade up I'll do it. Please! I really can't afford my mom to see this she will kill me if she sees how bad I'm doing right now. I'm sorry I'll star...." Ms. Turner cuts you off putting her index finger on your lips

"Anything you say? Hmmm, well I definitely have something in mind." Ms. Tuners devilish eyes gaze down onto you as a smirk grows on her face

"Anything, whatever it takes just please help me with this. I'm really sorry I'll start paying more attention in class I promise!" You plea above you to the towering goddess that is your teacher

"Say, Marcus? Have you ever been with a girl before?" She asks as her hand caresses your chin

"What?" you ask nervously, drowning in the thick air around you, "Well, I mean, I..."

_"You haven't! That's perfect! Don't worry I think you'll learn fast, your eyes tell me so." She praises you as she threads her fingers through your hair "Listen Marcus, don't worry about your grade I'll take care of that, all you need to do is..."_