“ Just"Acquaintances.

There I was, another day where the cold January morning air slapped me in the face as I walked out of the car to my first menses class. Through the doorway, straight, then down the hall-last course of study 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 assigned textbook, numeral 14, on the way in, I march down the gap separating rows of desks, and plopped down into my seat.
"Have a nice weekend, Francois Jacob ?"asked Mr. James Douglas Morrison, my math teacher.
"Yes, I did. Thank you for asking, what about you ?"I replied.
"Oh, you know, just the usual. Watching Dominicus night football with the missus yappin'on about grocery entrepot stories."
For some reason I always thought the Mr. Morrison was a bit gay.
But besides that, only a few minute of arc after I came in, and right after the firstly Vanessa Stephen, in came the only girl in class with a course higher than mine. Of course, I feel ashamed and downcast acknowledging it, but Juliette James Monroe is the lone person with a grade higher than mine. I have a 99 %, and she has like a 102 %. But come on ! The simply reason that this happened was because of a stupid misunderstanding I made on a quiz, I care so much about my grades-I'm such a fucking nerd.
spine to Juliette, she walks in and grabs her assigned schoolbook, number 15, and base on balls past me to her desk at the reactionist side of the way, bit chair back. Damn is she aphrodisiacal, she's a little thick, but that just means that her curves are more shaped, *wink. She has long Robert Brown hair, semi-wavy, and almond-brown eyes. Her ass is just out of this world, which is complimented very nicely with her softball pants, she wears those a lot.
opposite to what you may have interpreted her as : a hoe, she's not. She is a very noetic little 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 sweat pants, because an obvious excrescence began to turn out from within my pants. Damnit Wong ! ( I named my pecker ‘ Wong ’, hehe. ) Why do you possess to wake up when it's only 4:30 AM ? Anyways, the remainder of the period, and the school day for that went on at the same rate as usual, deadening 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 clock time explaining my day and Juliette, I forgot to mention myself. My epithet is Jacob Godinez, I am 14 class old, and 5 metrical foot 8 inches tall. I have a 7x5 ( erect ) penis, which according to several Yahoo searches is pretty big for my age if I don't say so myself. I have dismal brown ( almost mordant ) hair, and black brown center. 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 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 figurer. It was Juliette. The textbook read :
"Hey, do u hav the answers for the homework ?"
I laughed at the subject, like really, of all people why would she need help, let alone response with her homework ? I replied with a tease :
"Oh really ? I thought that you were ‘ better than me at Algebra !'” Which was a subject we joked about often.
"I'm serious ! I forgot the written matter down the resolution from the stop sheet on the add-in, and I don't want to get a zero tomorrow !"I guess I'm not the sole one who cares about my grades.
"OK ! okeh ! Fine !"I sent the list of corresponding answers for questions on this night's prep, and she replied with a prompt and elementary :
"Thanks ! ! ! I owe you."
Hmm, you owe me, is that so ? Haha there's no way in hell she would ever repay me in the pallid and twisted path I was imagining. Anyways, time to go to bed.
I wake up the next dawning, get ready, and go to school. This time in firstly period I'm noticing a lot more eye contact from Juliette, and for a arcsecond I thought she was trying to mouth something to me. The rest of the day droned on, like usual. At the same rate of focal ratio as usual. I walk out of my seventh and go menstruum of the day, and go out into the movement face of the school, where my dad usually picks me up from school.
I waited a trivial bit and was surprised with a textbook from my dad saying :
"Hey Jake, I'm going to be running a slight 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 extra errands to do, whatever, honorable thing the library was open.
I walked into the library and signed my name on the sheet of paper adjacent to the entranceway and then walked my way into the circular room, sitting down at an available computing device. 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 school to receive gratuitous tutoring from the teachers that approve on going.
I log onto the computer and open up my gmail. Just browsing around, bored, my eyes wandered off the side of the screen and behind it. Juliette was sitting at the data processor across from mine.
It wasn't very long before our oculus met and she perked up, acknowledging my presence. She walked around the box of the mesa and sat down on the small chair next to me.
"Hey, what'cha doing ?"she asked.
I turned, trying my hardest not to stare at her wide and turn tits.
"Just working on the novel I'm writing for English class."I answered.
"Oh that ? I already finished that a looong time ago."
"Of course you did, knucklehead !"I said jokingly.
"Ahaha, at to the lowest degree I get my oeuvre done."Said Juliette, hitting my shoulder jokingly as well.
"Whatever !"I retorted.
"Anyways, I just wanted to give thanks you for helping me with finally night's homework, you really saved my ass !"she said.
"Oh really ? And who doesn't get their work done around here ?"I replied, with a small giggle.
"Shut up ! I just wanted to show some appreciation."She said, a little bit more lull than her last sentence.
This time she did something that made me sit up in my chairman and almost squeak like a small little girl, she bent over slightly towards the computer I was using, putting the wait from her paw on my privates, giving me a good vista of that round ass. I was getting hard.
center wide and trying to campaign 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 riposte you, right ? Come on, don't act like you're not liking what you see."
Oh god, I was getting so hard. She was correct though, that ass was pure with the spandex she was wearing.
I was speechless.
"Follow me, lets go. I want to show you something. She got up from my crotch with a wink, and began to take the air towards the main entrance door. So many things going through my 14 year old brain, without hesitating, I got up and followed her wondering what was coming next .