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Chapter 2 by Midnight_Falcon Midnight_Falcon

What do I do?

Resist Temptation

Fearing that someone might turn around at any moment, I dragged my hand away from my crotch and placed it on the desk in front of me. It was shaking slightly as I fought to control the seething hormones inside me, the crazing for the beautiful petite girl right in front of me.

"Emma, could you read from the top of page twelve please?" called the teacher, as I settled down to listen to the dulcet tones of her voice.

"I'm sorry miss, I left my book at-"

"Again Emma?! You can stay behind after class too."

My heart skipped a beat. I hardly ever got the chance to be alone with Emma, and now of all people that bitch of a teacher had set it up for me!

Staring at her beautiful blonde hair, smiling as she ran her fingers through it, passed the time quickly, and before long the bell was ringing and the teacher was calling out the homework as the class bustled past her not taking much notice of what she said.

"Now you two, I've got a meeting to go to. But I want you to sort out my bookshelf into alphabetical order, and that way I'll know you spent your ten minutes for your misdemeanors."

The teacher gathered up her things and bustled out of the room. The bookshelf in question was in complete disarray, in nothing like alphabetical order, and I rejoiced that it would definitely be taking something more that ten minutes to complete.

"That old hag, I don't believe her!" Emma sighed, and I quickly looked away from her so she didn't notice me staring, "Tell you what, I'll start at A you start at Z, and we'll meet in the middle. I don't want to miss the bus."

"OK"

We walked over to the shelves and started organising them, taking the higher and lower letters respectively and trying to arrange them. Emma was so close to me I could smell her perfume, musky, and when she got really close I smell her hair - coconut shampoo. The thought of her in the shower washing, lathered up...

"You dropped one."

In my daydream I'd carelessly dropped the book I had been holding. Emma bent over to pick it up for me - she was kind like that - and her skirt rode up to reveal a pair of lacy blue knickers beneath her thin skin coloured tights.

Everything in me wanted to reach out and touch that perfectly formed petite body...

Surely I Can't Resist Temptation Again?

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