What's up, Doc?

Now it's Miss Lovett's turn to blush. "That was my daughter, Annika. She's a lovely young gir- no, woman," she corrects herself, "but I just don't know what to do about...." Miss Lovett trails off, a look of concern showing on her face.

"Is there anything I can do to help you, Miss Lovett? I'll do whatever I can," you speak up, wanting to do whatever you can to make Miss Lovett happy.

She looks at you appraisingly, as a thoughtful look comes across her face. "Well, James, it started when she was 14. As you know well, I'm quite well endowed, and that trait has carried on to Annika. Unfortunately, so has.....my libido." She quickly continues, "I knew something strange was going on - I was chopping vegetables for salad when I noticed the cucumbers and carrots smelled like...they were being put to good use." Miss Lovett looks down, blushing but also trying to hide a smile.

"Almost every night, I hear her creep downstairs to the kitchen, hear muffled moaning from the downstairs bedroom, and then slow paces back to her bedroom. I feel bad for her, you know," she continues, "she's far too shy to go and find a boy to satisfy her. I've helped her a little....buying the biggest organic fruits and veggies I could find."

Wait - what!? Miss Lovett, the guidance counselor, was buying jumbo sized zucchini so that Annika could impale herself in the downstairs bedroom every night? You look down at your right thigh as your steel hard pole throbs in your jeans.

"Annika needs some tutoring, both in school and ....other extra-curricular activities. I hope you do a good job. I was getting a little tired of pussy-flavored Caesar salad," she remarks with a smirk. "James, make sure she's satisfied, and I'll make sure I recommend you for the Egypt trip," she finishes, with a wink.

Make a 18-year-old, hot red-headed vixen squirm on your pole? Sounds like a dream cum true, as long as you can keep from creaming her on sight.