“ Just"Acquaintances.

There I was, another day where the cold January dawning air slapped me in the face as I walked out of the car to my foremost menstruation class. Through the door, straight, then down the hall-last socio-economic class on the right. I walk in, always the instant or third mortal to be there, and greet my mathematics teacher from across the room. Grabbing my assigned textbook, bit 14, on the way in, I march down the gap separating rows of desks, and plopped down into my seat.
"Have a nice weekend, Jacob ?"asked Mr. Morrison, my mathematics teacher.
"Yes, I did. thank you for asking, what about you ?"I replied.
"Oh, you know, just the usual. Watching William Ashley Sunday Nox football with the missus yappin'on about market stock stories."
For some ground I always thought the Mr. Morrison was a bit gay.
But besides that, only a few minutes after I came in, and right after the first bell, in came the entirely little girl in socio-economic class with a grade higher than mine. Of line, I feel ashamed and demoralise acknowledging it, but Juliette Monroe is the only person with a grade gamy 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 pudden-head fault I made on a quiz, I care so much about my grades-I'm such a screw nerd.
back to Juliette, she walks in and snap up her assigned textbook, number 15, and walks past me to her desk at the far-right incline of the room, second chair back. Damn is she sexy, she's a trivial midst, but that just means that her curved shape are more forge, *wink. She has long dark-brown hair, semi-wavy, and almond-brown heart. Her ass is just out of this world, which is complimented very nicely with her softball 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 legal injury day to put on sudate knickers, because an obvious swelling began to arise from within my pants. Damnit Wong ! ( I named my stopcock ‘ Wong ’, hehe. ) Why do you deliver to wake up when it's only 4:30 AM ? Anyways, the remainder of the period of time, and the school day for that went on at the same rate as common, slowly as a sloth.
After school, 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 kill me. Whoa, all this metre explaining my day and Juliette, I forgot to mention myself. My name is Jacob Godinez, I am 14 years old, and 5 foot 8 inch tall. I have a 7x5 ( erect ) penis, which according to various Yahoo searches is pretty big for my age if I don't say so myself. I have dark brown ( almost black ) hair, and dark Brown eyes. 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 early than internet pornography, I was startled by the tri-tone sound of an incoming school text. I picked up my phone which was on the desk next to the computing machine. It was Juliette. The schoolbook read :
"Hey, do u hav the resolution for the preparation ?"
I laughed at the topic, like really, of all people why would she need help, let alone answers with her homework ? I replied with a teasing :
"Oh really ? I thought that you were ‘ respectable than me at Algebra !'” Which was a subject we joked about often.
"I'm dangerous ! I forgot the transcript down the result from the verification tabloid on the board, and I don't want to get a nothing tomorrow !"I guess I'm not the only when one who cares about my grades.
"Okay ! O.K. ! Fine !"I sent the list of corresponding answers for questions on tonight's homework, and she replied with a spry and uncomplicated :
"Thanks ! ! ! I owe you."
Hmm, you owe me, is that so ? Haha there's no way in netherworld she would ever repay me in the sick and rick ways I was imagining. Anyways, prison term to go to bed.
I wake up the next morning, get ready, and go to school. This clock time in first period 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 ease of the day droned on, like usual. At the Saami rate of speed as common. I walk out of my seventh and last point of the day, and go out into the front face of the school, where my dad usually picks me up from school day.
I waited a picayune bit and was surprised with a text from my dad saying :
"Hey Jake, I'm going to be running a minuscule of late today, I have to run some supererogatory errands so just go to the program library and waiting, okay ?"
I was confused as to why he had extra errands to do, whatever, good affair the library was open.
I walked into the library and signed my epithet on the sheet following to the ingress and then walked my way into the circular room, sitting down at an available reckoner. As soon as I got settled in I looked around to see if I recognized anyone who was there, nope, just some overdue students that go here after schooling to take in free tutoring from the teachers that approve on going.
I log onto the computer and afford up my gmail. Just browsing around, bored, my oculus wandered off the slope of the concealment and behind it. Juliette was sitting at the computer across from mine.
It wasn't very long before our eyes met and she perked up, acknowledging my presence. She walked around the corner of the table and sat down on the small president following to me.
"Hey, what'cha doing ?"she asked.
I turned, trying my toilsome not to gaze at her full phase of the moon and daily round 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 to the lowest degree I get my work done."Said Juliette, hitting my articulatio humeri jokingly as well.
"Whatever !"I retorted.
"Anyways, I just wanted to thank you for helping me with net night's prep, you really saved my ass !"she said.
"Oh really ? And who doesn't get their study done around here ?"I replied, with a small giggle.
"Shut up ! I just wanted to show some appreciation."She said, a little bit more restrained than her finis sentence.
This time she did something that made me sit up in my chair and almost skreak like a little girl, she bent over slightly towards the data processor I was using, putting the wait from her bridge player on my genitalia, giving me a full perspective of that unit of ammunition ass. I was getting hard.
oculus wide and trying to crowd her off, I whispered :
"Juliette ! What the fuck are you doing ? ! ? ! Everybody in the subroutine library can see us !"
"Be quiet, I said that I needed to pay back 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 perfect with the spandex she was wearing.
I was speechless.
"Follow me, lets go. I want to establish you something. She got up from my genital organ with a New York minute, and began to take the air towards the primary entryway threshold. So many things going through my 14 twelvemonth old creative thinker, without hesitating, I got up and followed her wondering what was coming next .