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A Hot Teen Prescription

... Anyway, back to how you ended up in that situation with Mr. Jenkins." "So it was getting near the end of the quarter and Mr. Jenkins had me come in after classes to show me I was close to failing the class. He said if I did some extra credit, he would give me a passing grade for the quarter and I could try to get it up overall by the semester. Otherwise, I would have to take the class over again in the summer." "I see. And what kind of extra credit did he offer?" I was pretty sure I knew the answer that was coming. At least I hope I did. I was already picturing in my mind's eye a scared teen, a gorgeous scared Adrianna, fearful of failing and giving her a sexual ultimatum. As the now full strength hard on in my pants, my dick wanted to hear it too. Damn it felt good to feel like a man again! I couldn't remember the last full fledged hard on, not even the ill fated strip club visit my buddy took me on last year for my birthday. "He told me I could do an extra research paper and if I did a good job I could get up to a C- for the quarter. But he said it had to be in before the quarter ended, which was the next day. I told him I couldn't possibly do one over night. Then he knelt down next to me and said there was one other extra credit assignment I could do." I had to swallow the saliva collecting in my mouth. "What was the other extra credit?" "Well . . ." She sighed a stuttering breath. "He .. . he put his hand on my leg and slid it up beneath my skirt." I imagined running my ...

... hand up that firm, petite, silky smooth thigh, approaching her holiest of holies. I shifted in my seat again, my hard on was fully engorged. I wasn't huge, a respectable 6 and a half inches, and those 6 and a half inches were trying to bore a hole through my khakis. I looked down at my tent. I hope my phone doesn't ring. "I pushed his hand away and asked him what he was doing. He tried to put his hand back under my skirt and I shoved it away. I started to get up to leave and he grabbed my arm and held my firm and started to laugh and asked me what my options were." "What were you wearing?" "What?" "I--I was wondering if you wore something suggestive. Some times guys get the wrong idea because the clothes make them think a woman wants it despite her objections. It's a psychological thing. Sorry, just thought I could get an idea why he would do such a thing. Continue." "Oh, ok. Well, it was like a white and black checkered blouse and the skirt was a slimmer skirt, also checkered and a shiny quality to it. The bottom was black fuzz and I had knee high black boots I think." Jesus, I thought. Now she was wearing it in my minds eye, oh god the tease. Long slim boots, her perfect skin, her thighs disappearing up her fuzzy shiny tight skirt. Poor teacher, what the hell else was he supposed to do, I thought. So he pulled me over to his desk and pressed up against me. I told him to let me go, what did he want with me. He told me he wanted a little special attention. I knew he wanted ...