“ Just"Acquaintances.

There I was, another day where the low temperature January morning air slapped me in the grimace as I walked out of the car to my first period of time class. Through the doors, straight, then down the hall-last class on the right. I walk in, always the second or third person to be there, and recognise my mathematics teacher from across the room. Grabbing my attribute text edition, number 14, on the way in, I march down the gap separating words of desks, and plopped down into my seat.
"Have a courteous weekend, Jacob ?"asked Mr. Jim Morrison, my math teacher.
"Yes, I did. Thank you for asking, what about you ?"I replied.
"Oh, you know, just the usual. Watching Sun night football game with the missus yappin'on about grocery store stories."
For some ground I always thought the Mr. Morrison was a bit gay.
But besides that, only a few min after I came in, and right after the first bell shape, in came the only lady friend in class with a ground level higher than mine. Of course of study, I feel ashamed and depressed acknowledging it, but Juliette James Monroe is the only person with a course high-pitched than mine. I have a 99 %, and she has like a 102 %. But come on ! The only reason that this happened was because of a dazed mistake I made on a quiz, I care so a lot about my grades-I'm such a fuck nerd.
rear to Juliette, she walks in and snaffle her designate textbook, identification number 15, and pass past me to her desk at the reactionary side of the way, second chair back. Damn is she aphrodisiacal, she's a slight thick, but that just means that her curves are more shaped, *wink. She has long browned whisker, semi-wavy, and almond-brown oculus. Her ass is just out of this world, which is complimented very nicely with her playground ball pants, she wears those a lot.
Contrary to what you may have interpreted her as : a hoe, she's not. She is a very intellectual girl, and came from a catholic school-so you know that she's a"goody-goody ”. Unfortunately for me, I picked the wrong day to wear effort pants, because an obvious excrescence began to stand up from within my pants. Damnit Wong ! ( I named my hammer ‘ Wong ’, hehe. ) Why do you have to awake up when it's only 4:30 AM ? Anyways, the residual of the menses, and the school day for that went on at the same rate as usual, slow as a sloth.
After schooltime, I did what I usually did-eat something, then masturbate. Hey ! Don't judge me ! I'm only 14, and if my Dad found out that I was hitting it, he's go ape-shit and belt down me. Whoa, all this time explaining my day and Juliette, I forgot to observe myself. My figure is Francois Jacob Godinez, I am 14 years old, and 5 foot 8 inches improbable. I have a 7x5 ( erect ) penis, which according to various yokel hunting is pretty big for my age if I don't say so myself. I have wickedness Brown ( almost black ) fuzz, and dark brown eye. Also as you know, I have a rather ‘ sexual'desire for Juliette Monroe.
So after busting my nut, which was propelled by a fuel no other than internet porn, I was startled by the tri-tone sound of an entrance schoolbook. I picked up my phone which was on the desk next to the computer. It was Juliette. The schoolbook read :
"Hey, do u hav the answers for the prep ?"
I laughed at the thing, like really, of all citizenry why would she postulate help, let lone solvent with her prep ? I replied with a comb-out :
"Oh really ? I thought that you were ‘ safe than me at Algebra !'” Which was a subject we joked about often.
"I'm serious ! I forgot the copy down the result from the handicap sheet on the board, and I don't want to get a zero tomorrow !"I guess I'm not the only one who cares about my grades.
"Okay ! okeh ! Fine !"I sent the leaning of corresponding answers for query on this night's preparation, and she replied with a quick and simple :
"Thanks ! ! ! I owe you."
Hmm, you owe me, is that so ? Haha there's no way in the pits she would ever reward me in the sick and twisted direction I was imagining. Anyways, time to go to bed.
I wake up the next sunup, get ready, and go to shoal. This time in initiatory full point I'm noticing a lot More eye contact from Juliette, and for a second I thought she was trying to speak something to me. The rest of the day droned on, like common. At the same pace of speed as usual. I walk out of my seventh and last period of time of the day, and go out into the front man face of the school, where my dad usually picks me up from school.
I waited a piddling bit and was surprised with a text from my dad saying :
"Hey Jake, I'm going to be running a picayune late today, I have to run some extra errands so just go to the library and wait, okay ?"
I was confused as to why he had supererogatory errands to do, whatever, good thing the library was open.
I walked into the depository library and signed my gens on the plane next to the entering and then walked my way into the bill room, sitting down at an available information processing system. As soon as I got settled in I looked around to see if I recognized anyone who was there, nope, just some delinquent scholar that go here after schoolhouse to have complimentary tutoring from the teachers that approve on going.
I log onto the computer and afford up my gmail. Just browsing around, bored, my eyes wandered off the side of meat of the screen door and behind it. Juliette was sitting at the computing machine across from mine.
It wasn't very long before our eyes met and she perked up, acknowledging my mien. She walked around the recession of the table and sat down on the little hot seat next to me.
"Hey, what'cha doing ?"she asked.
I turned, trying my hardest not to stare at her full and round down tits.
"Just working on the novel I'm writing for English people class."I answered.
"Oh that ? I already finished that a looong time ago."
"Of course you did, dumbass !"I said jokingly.
"Ahaha, at least I get my study done."Said Juliette, hitting my berm jokingly as well.
"Whatever !"I retorted.
"Anyways, I just wanted to thank you for helping me with last night's homework, you really saved my ass !"she said.
"Oh really ? And who doesn't get their oeuvre done around here ?"I replied, with a small giggle.
"Shut up ! I just wanted to show some appreciation."She said, a little bit more quieten than her net sentence.
This time she did something that made me sit up in my chair and almost squeak like a small daughter, she bent over slightly towards the reckoner I was using, putting the delay from her script on my crotch, giving me a replete eyeshot of that cycle ass. I was getting hard.
Eyes wide and trying to push her off, I whispered :
"Juliette ! What the fuck are you doing ? ! ? ! Everybody in the library can see us !"
"Be quiet, I said that I needed to requite you, right ? Come on, don't act like you're not liking what you see."
Oh god, I was getting so hard. She was right though, that ass was sodding with the spandex she was wearing.
I was speechless.
"Follow me, lets go. I want to picture you something. She got up from my genitalia with a flash, and began to walk towards the primary incoming doors. So many thing going through my 14 yr old brain, without hesitating, I got up and followed her wondering what was coming next .