Scholarship Essay: "The day I came of age." (CAW Entry.) - Sex Stories

Scholarship Essay: "The day I came of age." (CAW Entry.)

... for months. The kids at Outlook had given her the nickname "Mrs. Cold", she had a fearsome reputation. She was usually paired with Miss Notty, aka "Miss Hottie", who all the boys had the hots for. Mrs. Williams became Mrs. Cold next to Miss Hottie. I wasn't picky, I'd take either. "Oh, hi Mrs. Williams, good to see you." Not just being polite, I like looking at her legs in the short skirts she'd wear for tennis. Her legs might have been her best parts, but all over was good. At my age, just being female went a long way to making anyone hot to me. Being so old didn't even put me off. I guessed she must be like, 35 by now. “So, you’re on break from college?" "Naw, I haven't decided on a college yet. Like, I'm still a senior at Lee High." I guess the stress I was feeling about college as well as Jasmine showed through, even if I was trying to play it cool. She asked, "Do you want to talk about it? May I sit with you?" "Sure, help yourself." I didn't think there was anything I could talk about I hadn't already talked to the counselor about, but hey, she was still hot. She sat down. "Wow, not even in college yet." "I'm not even …" I started to say I'm not even 18 yet, but then corrected myself. "I'm, like 18 today, I’ve applied, I’m like waiting for the decisions." "18 today? Why are you eating alone?” “Me and my buds are going for a Zoo at Farrell’s later," Farrell’s is a local ice cream parlor; the Zoo was totally awesome, they made a big fuss if you ordered it. "I was supposed ...

... to be here, like with my girlfriend. You should know her, Jasmine, daughter of Mr. Humphries, the Physics teacher, she's in my AP calc class. But, like we had a fight." I should probably have stopped there, but something made me carry on. Mrs. Williams was nodding, she knew Jasmine. "She won't put out, she's a Christian, like I couldn't even get a blowjob for my 18th." There was silence, I regretted my big mouth, "Sorry Mrs. Williams, like I shouldn't have said that." "You probably shouldn't, but please call me 'Diane', I'm not your teacher anymore and you're an adult now." "Ok, sorry Diane." My careless words forgotten, or at least put aside, she asked: "So what are you doing about college?" "I may have to go to like, Berkeley." She was surprised at my down tone saying that. "That's a good school. Most eighteen year olds can only dream of going to Berkeley.” "But I always wanted to go to Caltech or Stanford. You know like Stanford has its own particle accelerator. That's like totally cool, they were one of the first nodes on ARPANET, it's just by Silicon Valley with all those cool companies. Caltech has JPL they run Voyager, that's like beyond cool, that’s rad." That just burst out of me in one breath. I have no idea how much of that she understood, but my enthusiasm impressed her. She smiled, God she was sexy when she smiled, she was sexy at any time. "Why can’t you go to Caltech or Stanford? They’re good schools as well.” "Caltech's too close, that’s like half an hour from ...