Zoey (ballbusting restrained stud)

You are Zoey, you have mousy brown hair, and a round face. You are wearing jeans and a formal looking button-up shirt. You raise your hand to ask Miss Andrews, your teacher, a question.

“Miss, you said at the beginning of semester, the highest scoring girls could request a session if she thought a boy deserved it.” You say, indicating to the A on your test sheet.

"Yes, of course, is there someboy you had in mind dear?" She says to you.

You look over at the new boy, Zach. He looks kind of cute, he has short black spiky hair and a strong jaw. He is wearing black shorts and a blue polo shirt and looks somewhat athletic. You wonder what surprises lie underneath his clothes.

"I’d like to get some time with Zach." You tell your teacher, who gives you approval. Zach has a look of utter dismay and annoyance after you say this.

The rest of the class files out for their one hour break, while Zach sits there. You walk over behind him. You let out a girlish giggle, no wonder he reacted that way, his paper had been marked as an A+.