The Innocent Vixen

Lauren Hart was a bit of a ditz, and she knew that. She also knew she was extremely beautiful, though she tried to make her mark on the world with something other than her looks – unfortunately, over the past eighteen years of her life, every attempt had failed.

Lauren sighed, walking into the entrance of her high school. She was wearing a tight tube top and short-shorts that accentuated every curve around her ass – she knew that the dean wasn’t going to be in today, and she planned to make the most out of that. Besides, it was extraordinarily warm today.

Glancing at the clock told her she was already a few minutes late. Groaning, she began jogging, not realizing her tits were bouncing with every step.

“HEY!”