a little game 1

Yes, I have questions. The first one would be: What little game are you talking about?

My mind was racing as I waited for an answer from Loona. I was barely aware of my surroundings, but my feet were carrying me safely along the familiar path towards school, along with a bunch of students talking wildly to each other.

Haha, well, I'll let you ask the first question without expecting anything in return. For all the other questions you want me to answer, I'll give you a little task. You will do something for me, something that will be fun for me, but probably embarrassing or slightly uncomfortable for you. If I don't want to answer a question, I won't do it. The game ends as soon as you have asked me three questions that I don't want to answer. You can drop out at any time. So what do you say?

I didn't think for a second.

Fine, I'm in. First question: where were you yesterday after you left our apartment?

I floated into the lobby of my school with a stream of other students, and my feet carried me through the teeming mass of people to the science area of our school as if by themselves. My cell phone in hand and my eyes glued to the screen, I made it to the biology room without a collision. I slipped into the room and sat down in my usual seat in the front row on the far left. Six minutes to go until class started.

I rummaged my things out of my bag while the last students in the class slowly trudged into the room. I sat down and positioned myself so that Mrs. Müller wouldn't see my phone, which I placed on my thigh. I waited. Why was it taking so long for her to answer? What was she doing? Had she finished breakfast and was now on her way to university and that's why she didn't answer me? It was probably just that. Of course, unlike me, Loona didn't need to be glued to her phone and didn't wait with every fiber of her being for me to answer. The chair next to me was pulled to the side and I looked up in surprise to see Emma's smiling face as she plopped down in the seat next to me. That was strange. Copying homework from me on the bus was common, but why was she sitting next to me and not with her friends at the back of the class like usual?

"I hope you don't mind, John. I was thinking about your comment on the bus earlier, and you're right, you know. Bio isn't exactly my strong suit, so I thought maybe sitting here with you I'd learn a little more than usual. I thought you probably wouldn't mind."

Her smile widened and she played with a strand of her curls, but I didn't notice her anymore because my phone was vibrating on my leg. I just nodded briefly and turned my attention back to the display and Loona.

I don't want to talk about it, but I actually thought I'd already made that clear. Too bad you've already lost one of three lives.

My hands got wet. Damn, apparently I had to be more strategic with my questions than I had hoped. Loona seemed to really enjoy tormenting me and keeping me guessing.

"Good morning," Mrs. Müller's loud voice echoed through the class. I hid my cell phone under the table on my leg. Luckily, I was sitting right at the front, so Mrs. Müller couldn't see my legs. She started to summarize what we had done last lesson and asked for the homework. I typed on my cell phone as inconspicuously as possible.

When will we see each other next?

Her answer came quickly.

Tonight. Send me a picture of your stiff cock.

My mouth went dry and my now stiff penis tried with all its might to make its way through my jeans to freedom. Obviously she had been serious about the chores and wasn't exactly squeamish, but how was I supposed to do it here now?

"Can I use the toilet for a moment?" I asked, and Mrs. Müller looked at me in surprise.

"I thought you knew better than that, John. Class has only just started, you should have gone before. Anyway, you're not allowed to now. But you can tell us which enzyme is responsible for breaking down proteins."

After I had answered her question to her satisfaction, I thought feverishly about what I should do.

You'll get it in 40 minutes. I'm in class at the moment, sorry. Are we playing tonight too?

Her answer came immediately.

First the task, then the next question. You'll have to be patient.

I cursed inwardly and put my cell phone in my pocket. If I get stuck with Loona, I'll just try to concentrate on my lessons. It was only now that I really realized that Emma was sitting next to me. A few days ago, that would have been the highlight of the week for me. Instead of following the lesson, my eyes lingered on Emma's profile. The way she listened attentively to Mrs. Müller and looked strained was somehow cute and sexy at the same time. A crease had formed between her eyebrows.

"Now, turn to page 73 of the book and work on tasks 1-3 in pairs. Then we'll compare the results."

Emma turned to me. Her eyes sparkled with amusement when she caught me staring at her.

"I hope you brought your bio book, John. Mine's at home."

I lowered my eyes in embarrassment and dug my book out of my bag. As I opened the page and read through the assignments, Emma moved closer to me. I felt pressure on my thighs and looked down in surprise. Emma had slipped out of her sneakers and placed her feet in my lap. Her lower legs pressed against my hard cock and I was sure she must be feeling it through my jeans.

"I hope you don't mind," she said with a grin on her face.

"Do you mind if you read out the assignment?"