“ Just"Acquaintances.

There I was, another day where the cold Jan morning air slapped me in the face as I walked out of the car to my first period class. Through the door, straight, then down the hall-last grade on the right. I walk in, always the minute or third person to be there, and greet my mathematics teacher from across the room. Grabbing my assigned textbook, number 14, on the way in, I march down the gap separating dustup of desks, and plopped down into my seat.
"Have a nice weekend, Jacob ?"asked Mr. 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 with the missis yappin'on about market store stories."
For some reason I always thought the Mr. Chloe Anthony Wofford was a bit gay.
But besides that, only a few mo after I came in, and right after the first off bell, in came the entirely girlfriend in class with a course higher than mine. Of course, I feel ashamed and depressed acknowledging it, but Juliette Monroe is the lonesome person with a degree eminent 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 stupid mistake I made on a quiz, I care so very much about my grades-I'm such a fucking nerd.
spine to Juliette, she walks in and grabs her assigned school text, number 15, and walks past me to her desk at the far-right side of the room, second chair back. tinker's dam is she sexy, she's a short thick, but that just means that her curved shape are more influence, *wink. She has long brown hair, semi-wavy, and almond-brown eyes. Her ass is just out of this public, which is complimented very nicely with her softball pants, she wears those a lot.
reverse to what you may have interpreted her as : a hoe, she's not. She is a very cerebral missy, and came from a catholic school-so you know that she's a"goody-goody ”. Unfortunately for me, I picked the ill-timed day to wear sweat knickers, because an obvious bulge began to lift from within my pants. Damnit Wong ! ( I named my turncock ‘ Wong ’, hehe. ) Why do you induce to waken up when it's only 4:30 AM ? Anyways, the difference of the full stop, and the school day for that went on at the same charge per unit as common, slacken as a sloth.
After school, I did what I usually did-eat something, then masturbate. Hey ! Don't evaluator me ! I'm only 14, and if my Dad found out that I was hitting it, he's go ape-shit and vote out me. Whoa, all this time explaining my day and Juliette, I forgot to mention myself. My name is Jacob Godinez, I am 14 years old, and 5 base 8 inches marvelous. I have a 7x5 ( erect ) penis, which according to several chawbacon hunting is pretty big for my age if I don't say so myself. I have gloomy brown ( almost disgraceful ) haircloth, and sinister 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 other than internet porno, I was startled by the tri-tone sound of an incoming textual matter. I picked up my phone which was on the desk next to the computer. It was Juliette. The text read :
"Hey, do u hav the response for the homework ?"
I laughed at the matter, like really, of all mass why would she take help, let unaccompanied answers with her homework ? I replied with a teasing :
"Oh really ? I thought that you were ‘ amend than me at Algebra !'” Which was a issue we joked about often.
"I'm life-threatening ! I forgot the transcript down the answers from the check sheet on the circuit card, and I don't want to get a nothing tomorrow !"I guess I'm not the lonesome one who cares about my grades.
"okey ! Okay ! Fine !"I sent the list of corresponding answer for doubt on tonight's homework, and she replied with a quick and mere :
"Thanks ! ! ! I owe you."
Hmm, you owe me, is that so ? Haha there's no way in infernal region she would ever repay me in the unhinged and perverted style I was imagining. Anyways, sentence to go to bed.
I wake up the following morning, get set up, and go to school day. This meter in showtime period I'm noticing a lot more eye contact from Juliette, and for a endorse I thought she was trying to verbalise something to me. The relief of the day droned on, like common. At the like rate of fastness as common. I walk out of my one-seventh and last period of the day, and go out into the nominal head typeface of the schooltime, where my dad usually picks me up from schooling.
I waited a petty bit and was surprised with a schoolbook from my dad saying :
"Hey Jake, I'm going to be running a petty late today, I have to run some excess errands so just go to the library and waiting, okay ?"
I was confused as to why he had extra errands to do, whatever, beneficial thing the library was open.
I walked into the subroutine library and signed my public figure on the tabloid adjacent to the entrance and then walked my way into the handbill room, sitting down at an available computer. As soon as I got settled in I looked around to see if I recognized anyone who was there, nope, just some delinquent educatee that go here after school to receive free tutoring from the instructor 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 CRT screen 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 bearing. She walked around the corner of the mesa and sat down on the lowly chair next to me.
"Hey, what'cha doing ?"she asked.
I turned, trying my gruelling not to stare at her full phase of the moon and round tits.
"Just working on the novel I'm writing for English class."I answered.
"Oh that ? I already finished that a looong prison term ago."
"Of trend you did, lunkhead !"I said jokingly.
"Ahaha, at least I get my piece of work done."Said Juliette, hitting my shoulder jokingly as well.
"Whatever !"I retorted.
"Anyways, I just wanted to thank you for helping me with lastly Nox'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 still than her finish sentence.
This time she did something that made me sit up in my chair and almost whine like a slight girl, she bent over slightly towards the estimator I was using, putting the wait from her hand on my crotch, giving me a wax view of that round ass. I was getting hard.
Eyes wide and trying to push her off, I whispered :
"Juliette ! What the ass are you doing ? ! ? ! Everybody in the library can see us !"
"Be placidity, I said that I needed to repay you, right ? Come on, don't act like you're not liking what you see."
Oh god, I was getting so hard. She was ripe though, that ass was perfect 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 nictitation, and began to walk towards the main entrance doors. So many things going through my 14 class old mind, without hesitating, I got up and followed her wondering what was coming next .