Ms. Honeysuckle

You sign up for Ms.Honeysuckle, the math tutor. You secretly hope that the rumors are true, and even if they aren't the tutoring could still help. You mark down your address and name along with a time for later today at 5:00. You've never taken any of her courses before, so you're not sure what to expect.

After you muscle through your classes and then walk back home. You try to find something casual to wear, so you decide to play it cool with basketball shorts and a graphic tee. You go commando to keep your willy feeling free. Not long after you hear a knocking at the front door. It's Ms.Honeysuckle and she's dressed in a mini skirt with skin colored stockings and an orange top. Nothing close to what you were expecting, but who's to blame. Atleast she had all the curves you were expecting.

"Sorry, I was helping out in a play and had no time to change. So, how do you want to do this?"

You then ask yourself the same thing...