Extra Credit - Brianna - Sex Stories

Extra Credit - Brianna

... but was ostracized for the most part so I moved to Houston where the crowded inner city schools were so desperate for teachers with any kind of experience. The school was dingy and dirty, the basketball hoops had no strings or even chains, the kids smoked pot openly,on the grounds, there was a lot of graffiti and no one expected much from their students. It was a heavily Hispanic area and the student population was Vattos from the ghettos and lots of Guatamalen kids from upper lower class households. The only reason most of the kids even showed up was a minimal attendance rate for graduation and most of the kids wanted to enroll in a bullshit expedition to the crappiest state schools, knowing their ethnicity would get them easy money and get them out of the shitty area they now lived in. The boys were either nerds or jocks or gangstas. They dressed like it too. Wife beaters, long khaki shorts, high socks and plaid overshirts. The girls? Well they wore what I would call a cross between hookers walking the streets and the women you see on rap videos, or did back in the late 90's. The girls paid little attention to the restrictions on shortness of skirts or how much skin they showed. Heavy makeup and well detailed nails. The only other girls were the nerds and they were as much of outcasts as I had been. I was correcting Regina's test, and she had done well again. She was a very smart and determined girl. She was also about 4 foot 5, thin as a rail with a tiny head wearing ...

... massive glasses. She had no femininity to her body and had no knowledge of attraction. It reminded me of my wife, she was smart too but she would rever get the real recognition her whole life. She just wasn't pretty and pretty matters in this country, we all know it. Am I a cynical asshole you ask? Probably, but let's just say it has been a hard life knowing you would only ever get a second-best woman. I heard the bell, the extra-curricular activities must be concluding, and it meant I could head to my car, traffic would be bearable now and my workload for the night had been knocked off with my post lecture grading. It was getting chilly these days, coming up on Thanksgiving, at least what passes for chilly down here in Houston. I was putting some papers and folder in my brief case when there was knock on the door for the classroom. "Come in." I hollered through the door. "Hi Mr. Williams, do you have a minute?" A very sultry feminine voice coming out of a pair of plump Latina lips well highlighted in a pink lipstick. It was Brianna, a girl from my 2nd period history class. Brianna was quite a marvel of evolution, she had long oil black hair, it was thick and had some purple streaks and tips, She had a milk chocolate color skin, the most perfect shade of light brown. She had long lashes, and smokey mascara around her large almost shaped eyes, exaggerated due to the extend point her eye shadow and mascara painted. She had a smooth understated and symmetrical nose, those incredible ...