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Subject: {ASSM} My Special Pupil.  (Ff ws oral)
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This story is a work of fiction and does not refer to real people. As
such it is pure invention and does not involve minors. If you enjoy
stories of this particualar nature and would like to exchange you may
reach me at the following address.

april6877@hotmail.com





My Special Pupil



	The blonde haired girl bent over her book as she tried to read the
story about the woodland adventure, her face knotted in concentration.
She was clearly finding the whole exercise a huge trial and I
sympathised. Sophie wasn't dyslexic by any means but she found the
written word very difficult.  Out of all the children in the class
Sophie was my favourite. She was a pixie faced  girl with shoulder
length hair the colour of rich honey. She had a carefree nature and a
refreshing clear laugh, which she used often when playing with her
friends. She was sixteen but posseded the mind of six year old girl.
That's why she is a pupil at this special school, you see I'm a
teacher here, and it's my job to nurture young girls with this
particular disability. I would say that Sophie had the mind of an
inquisitive little girl and despite her difficulty with words and
formal education I had the feeling she had an intelligent brain
ticking away there. Her body had not developed as well as other noraml
girls her age and she looked more like a girl eight years younger with
her small stature and slim frame. All the girls at this school were
similar to Sophie in mental and bodily development, we cater for very
special children.I walked over to her desk pulling a chair up to sit
next to her, as I did she looked up at me with a sunny smile. I have
been teaching these lovely children for eighteen years and during that
time I have seen many different boys and girls sitting in front of me.
I cannot say it has been easy, you see I'm one of those women that
find such young people sexually appealing, so much so that I sometimes
have a problem with my emotions. Until now that hasn't been such a
problem because I'm a very professional person and have always felt
proud of the way I can turn my sexual feelings off in the classroom
when there are pupils relying on me for their education. But when I
looked into Sophie's clear sweet face my heart took a lurch as I
battled with my thoughts. With some difficulty I forced my emotions
down and with a little bit of prompting and patience succeeded in
helping her finish reading the short story.

	"That was good Miss. I like reading but it's very hard." She frowned
slightly and continued. "I didn't like the story much."

	"Oh why is that Sophie?" I asked calmly.

	"It's for babies. I want to read something more grown up. Have you
got anything like that?"

	"Well Sophie that's fine." I said "but the only trouble with grown up
books is they're harder to read because they contain things that only
grown ups know about."

	"Oh" she grinned, "you mean like kissing and love and things."

	"I didn't mean just that" I said feeling my skin begin to prickle at
the back of my neck. "I mean things that you don't need to know about
yet. There are horrible things such as war for instance, politics, and
human behaviour, all kinds of subjects that you will be all too
familiar with when the time is right. But not yet. To be able to read
about these things and understand them you need to learn how to read
first and this is the best way to do it."

	"She's always talking about love and all that soppy rubbish." Shouted
David Brown, the class put down who liked to laugh at any original
thought that wasn't his own.  I was angry and I rounded on him
quickly.

	"Yes David and what do you like that's so special? Football magazines
perhaps?" I said raising my voice. " I wouldn't think that was going
to make you an intellectual exactly. In future keep your sarcasm to
yourself, no one wants to hear. Certainly not me alright?" I took a
stride towards him and he capitulated.

	"Sorry Miss." He said quietly as he saw how annoyed I was. It wasn't
the fact that he had disrupted my lesson that got to me, it was the
fact of him putting down Sophie who was trying as hard as she could to
wrestle with reading, only to be put off by a silly little boy who
didn't care about anything to do with education.

	"Apologise to Sophie."  I said in a tired voice knowing it was
probably a waste of time. I wanted to help Sophie; I genuinely liked
the child and wanted to give her every chance to develop.

	"Sorry Sophie." He mumbled sulkily with all the ill grace he could
muster.

	As I sat at my desk and watched the class resume their reading I
began to wonder about the possibility of giving her private tuition
and whether that would help her progress. If she was amenable to the
idea I could have a word with her parents, I'd seen them on parent's
day and they seemed nice people. I decide to have a word with the girl
first and asked her to stay behind after class. I began examining my
feelings. I'm a 36-year-old woman who by my own admission is attracted
to girls. The attraction had been there since my late teens, and over
the years if anything it had grown even stronger. I tried hard to
shake the feelings off when I entered the teaching profession because
I realised they were not compatible with my chosen career. I started
dating men and eventually I met one that I really liked and we got
married. Dave was a wonderful guy and I thought we were happy
together; all was well apart from our sex life. He was very attentive
to me and when I explained that I preferred receiving oral rather than
having intercourse he tried to satisfy me that way. It worked to an
extent in as much as I managed to achieve an orgasm through his
spirited tongue work. But it was too one sided even though I would
practice fellatio on him as well, he wanted so desperately to fuck me.
Eventually things bean to sour and Dave met some girl at work who gave
him what he wanted and we split. On top of all that I was still
fantasising about young girls and even when my husband was sucking my
pussy the only way I managed to cum was by imagining it was a pretty
young girl who had her face between my legs. I could have gone and
found another man if I'd wanted, after all I'm quite an attractive
woman, with rich brown intelligent eyes, a straight nose, high cheek
bones and a determined jaw line that some say gives me a slightly
domineering look. I'm around 5ft 8ins tall, slim with fairly slim
shoulders and a sleek body. My hair is dark and long and reaches half
way down my back and my breasts are a firm pouting 34C. So much so
that when I lay on my back they don't fall away to the side but
continue to stand up proudly by themselves. They have an unusual shape
in so far as they are long and sloping but curve upwards when they
reach the tips. When my nipples are erect it has the effect of making
them tilt up and back which Dave used to find very erotic. I have very
pale almost porcelain skin which makes my breasts look almost white. 
I have a narrow waist, which is the envy of my female colleagues in
the staff room, and nicely shaped hips. My bum is rounded and pert - a
bubble gum ass- I've heard it called. It's nicely contoured and leads
down to a pair of well-shaped thighs and long shapely legs. I wondered
if I was attractive enough for Sophie, was she to young to find me
sexy? I certainly found her to my liking, so much so that I'd been
fantasising about her at night imagining her in my bed doing
everything she could to please me. I decided if I was going to break
cover and have sex with a child it was going to be with this beautiful
girl, my need for her was driving me to despair, that's how my
thinking went that morning as I sat behind my desk. I made a decision
and I was going to stick to it. When the bell rang to sound the end of
class I would begin my scheme and with luck it would lead the girl
into my bed. The ringing sounded for the end of class and Sophie came
to the front and stood in front of me as I'd told her to. She looked
downcast and dejected as though she was about to be told off. That
upset me slightly so I did my best to put her at ease as quickly as
possible.

	"Don't worry Sophie I'm not in the slightest bit cross with you,
after all none of that was your fault, you were trying your best to
read. No, I was going to suggest you have some private lessons at my
house to improve your reading, and as you have said you would like to
read grown up books you can read the one's I have in my bedroom
cupboard. They're very grown up Sophie dear and I think you could be
persuaded to like them. I think it might be better if you ask your
parents to let you stay overnight with me considering the distance I
live from your home. I can bring you to school the next morning. I was
thinking perhaps we could be together about once a week if all goes
well."

 So I said crossing my fingers and hoping the girl would go for it. I
was at the stage where I could just about club her over the head and
drag her off to my lair. The more I looked at the cute girl standing
before me the filthier my thoughts were becoming. God help me if I
managed to get my way with the youngster, things were going to get
very perverted indeed, so much so that I felt my panties begin to
dampen with my juice.

	"Oh Miss Roberts that would be so good. I know Mummy and Daddy will
let me. They both like you a lot and they know you're my favourite
teacher." She said smiling up at me.

	I reached down and ran my hand through her golden hair and shivered
at the touch, closing my eyes as I did so at the pleasure of the
feeling.

	"Are you all right Miss? She asked, "Why are you closing your eyes?

	I opened them and smiled at her raising my eyebrows slightly and then
knelt down so my face was only an inch or so away from hers.

	"I'm your favourite teacher am I Sophie? Are you sure about that, or
are you only saying that to please me?" I said in a soft voice.

	"No you are Miss I mean it. Really." She implored with sincerity.

	"Well to be honest dear, you're my favourite pupil so that's just
fine." I smiled.

	I stood up and told her to run along, and I'd see her tomorrow. I
also gave her my phone number so her parents could ring me.

	Mrs. Simpson - Sophie's Mother phoned me later that evening and
seemed quite pleased I was taking such an interest in her daughter.

	 "She's such an intelligent girl Mrs Roberts, it just needs someone
to bring that out. I'm so grateful for your concern and interest. If
you're sure it's alright than yes, Sophie can we stay every Tuesday
night and you can bring her to school the next day."

	"Yes Tuesday could work out just fine" I replied, "I'll take good
care of her don't worry on that score. I agree with you she just needs
some special tuition in the privacy of my home away from any
disruptive elements, she's a very special girl despite her
diabilities, and besides, I'll enjoy Sophie's company. I'm sure it's
going to work out really well Mrs Simpson."

	And so it was set. That evening I went to bed early and masturbated
about a  girl with a lovely mouth and a tireless tongue. I came so
many times I soaked the sheets and fell asleep content.

	The next day at school something amazing happened. I needed a set of
information packs for a lesson I was going to give on English history
and they were kept in the stationery cupboard in classroom 4.
Strangely when I turned the handle for the classroom I discovered it
was locked. I couldn't think of any reason why this should be the
case, but I knew there was a spare key in the office so I went and got
it. When I got back I started to turn the key in the lock but as I was
about to do so I thought I could hear faint sounds coming from
somewhere in the classroom. I turned the key, but very cautiously and
as quietly as I could because I had a feeling someone was in there
that shouldn't be. My instincts proved to be right because as I
entered the room I immediately heard what sounded like sobbing, and as
I got closer to the source; the stationery cupboard, I heard the
moaning of a woman. It didn't take me long to realise that they were
the sounds of sexual activity and my heart began to race as I crept
silently to the door and put my eye to the key hole. I put my hand
over my mouth to stifle a gasp as my eyes became accustomed to the
light of the room and my brain began to make sense of what my eye was
seeing. The first thing I noticed was two trembling buttocks and a
pair of hands clasping hold of a pair of stockinged legs. Then the
whole scene came into view and I realised it was Joan Myers the
teacher of class 3 and an unknown pupil kneeling on the floor before
her. Her shoes panties and skirt lay discarded on a bench leaving her
wearing only a red top and black stockings. She was tall and slim with
long blonde hair cascading down to the small of her back and provided
an erotic site as she looked down at the girl who was obviously giving
her so much pleasure. From my position Joan had her back to the door
and the only part of the girl I could see were the small hands that
gripped the stockinged legs of the older woman. Then she moaned and
moved slightly and I could see a blonde head bobbing up and down
between the teacher's thighs.

	"Suzie, yes...Oh God I'm nearly there." I heard her impassioned voice
whisper at the youngster.

	Suddenly she pulled the girls head away from the junction of her
thighs and tilted her head back until she was looking upwards at her
teacher. Then I recognised her, Susan Mailer, one of the girls in her
class. I'd fancied this particular little darling myself ever since
she first started school here. Susan was one of the cutest sixteen
year olds you could ever meet - apart from Sophie that is - with the
prettiest face and cutest little body going, a girl to get a woman of
my particular tastes wet between the legs just by looking. The thought
only took a fraction of a second but I suddenly realised how I'd
tortured myself over the years, surrounded as I was day in day out
with all these beautiful young things and how hard it had been for me
to continue being a professional teacher to them without giving in to
temptation. My pussy throbbed with longing as I heard the woman's next
words.

	"Just tilt your head back and keep it still for me. We only have
another ten minutes before the classroom's needed again... Yes that's
it." She hissed. I watched as the teacher moved forward slightly and
stood over the girls upturned face and then went into a crouching
position smothering the pretty features like a blanket.

	"Keep still". I heard the faint whisper. "I'm going to masturbate on
your face. Just open your mouth when I say and drink whatever comes
into it."

	I was feverish with excitement at the scene playing out in the dimly
lit cupboard. The whole situation was so incredibly obscene, so wrong
and so incredibly appealing to me. This matched one of my own
particular fantasies so closely that I nearly pinched myself in case I
was having some outrageous dream. God how I wanted to be in Joan's
position and right then I resolved that before long I would be. The
woman supported Suzie's head with her hands, holding her in place as
she bucked against her face. The speed of the thrusts became such that
I could see her buttocks clenching and unclenching faster than I could
have tapped my fingers. Soon the room was full of the wet slapping
noises of Joan's cunt as it sucked against the child's lips.

	"Open your mouth." She gasped. "Swallow my cum...Here it comes
lover....Oh... Oh...Yes....Yes baby drink it! I'm cuming in your sweet
little mouth." She sobbed.

	My hand went into my panties and I found my clitoris stiff and
protruding. I flicked it with my fingers for a few seconds and then
spent over my hand as I climaxed. I rearranged myself and brought my
eye back to the keyhole in time to see Joan pulling her pants up her
legs and Suzie wiping her face with a tissue and grimacing as she did.

	"You nearly choked me." she complained, "I didn't think I could drink
it all."

	Shush... be quiet dear. We don't want anyone to hear. Don't call me
Joan at school either, I've told you about that before. I don't mind
you calling me by my name when were at my house away from prying ears,
but never when we're here. I took that as my cue to retreat to the
classroom door and close it. I turned the key in the lock once again
and pulled it out as silently as I could, only just in time as I heard
the cupboard door open. Then I walked along the corridor in what I
hoped was a controlled step and stopped as I pretended to be studying
a notice board. The door clicked open and I looked round as though
surprised, trying not to smile as Joan's eyes met mine.  I saw a
second of blind panic quickly replaced by a smile as she mastered her
emotions.

	"Oh hi Linda." She said "I'm just showing Susie where the history
books are, she's going to be class monitor tomorrow aren't you?".

	"Yes Miss." Came the quiet reply from a decidedly nervous sixteen
year old.

	"Good, I'm glad to hear it, you should do very well." I said. And
then because I couldn't resist it, and I suppose if I'm honest I'm a
bit of a jealous bitch:

 "I'm sure Susie has all kinds of talents for all manner of
activities."

I said this looking directly at Joan and saw her eyes start with
fright. Striking while the iron was hot I told Susie to run along to
her next class, as I wanted to talk to her teacher.  The girl looked
up at her for reassurance and Joan gave her a confident smile and told
her to do just that and that everything was okay. Which of course it
was really, I have no intention of causing any trouble for them; I
just thought I saw an opportunity for some profit here, and decided to
take advantage of the situation between the girl and the woman. I
hadn't given up on my designs on Sophie, but here was a chance to
become involved in on a bit of action on the side and maybe make an
arrangement where we could share Suzie's favours between us. I wasn't
sure how she would manage with two sex hungry adults on her hands, it
might be too much for her but I was determined to find out.

	"Yes Linda?" she asked with a slightly raised eyebrow. She was always
the glamorous one Joan, and now she looked so beautiful with her
blonde hair swept back behind her ears showing a pair of long tasteful
silver pendants. Her tanned face was light olive in complexion and
complimented her hair colour and lovely blue eyes. She took care of
her appearance and had the kind of face that lent itself well to make
up which she applied with care to accentuate her lovely features. I
noted with a stab of envy how well her stylish clothes hung on her
body. She had an hourglass figure and had larger, perhaps nicer shaped
than mine. Joan had a narrow waistline like me but had wider hips and
fuller buttocks. With dark stockings and a fairly short skirt, quite
daring for school standards, her long shapely legs acted as a magnet
for all the male teachers in the school and perhaps one or two of the
women - me included. I felt myself fighting my attraction for her as I
thought about the next step to make in the advancement of my aims.  I
moved closer and smelt her fragrance as I licked my lips with
anticipation or nerves?

	"I've been hanging around this area for a while. Quite specifically
Joan, I wanted to get into classroom 4 but I couldn't. But guess what?
You know the answer to that, don't you?" I whispered. "The door was
locked wasn't it so I had to get the spare from the office." She froze
like a statue and I could imagine the woman's mind racing with panic.
Did I need to terrify the woman? How could that help me in any way? I
decided to tread softly. I needed Joan as an ally, a friend even, if
the ideas formulating in my mind were ever going to become reality. I
let my face relax into a sympathetic smile and continued in a softer
voice. "I just wanted to know what was going on. I heard noises, faint
sounds coming from inside the room so I went inside. I heard them
again when I got inside the room, and by then I had a pretty good idea
what they meant. Joan." I sighed. " I saw and heard everything you
were doing with Suzie."

	I looked into her eyes as they began to water and I knew she thought
I was about to turn her in. I felt her sorrow and fear and I didn't
want to be the cause of that. I genuinely liked her; I also knew if
I'd had the chance I'd have done the same as her, wasn't I planning to
do just that with Sophie? I needed to reassure her and then talk alone
in private away from the school.  I took a deep breath and picked my
next words with care.

"Can we meet somewhere away from here?" 

 She nodded silently. I continued.
 
 "I'm a friend Joan, I have no wish to see you or Suzie harmed and I
can help you out; I have no need to condemn you, you and I aren't so
unalike in our...lets say tastes, if you catch my drift, and I'm sure
we can work something out, something that will make us all happy, but
not here."

 I paused to let my words and their meaning sink in.

 "How about the 71 bar after school say about six, we can talk there
it's very private." The effect was immediate, perhaps not a total
transformation but fear was replaced by caution and perhaps relief now
that it was becoming apparent I wasn't going to shop her.

	"All right I'll meet you inside."

 She acquiesced softly, but then looked up at my eyes as she tried to
fathom my intentions. "Linda what.." She began to ask but I silenced
her with a reassuring squeeze on each of her shoulders and made a
shushing sound.

	"Not here," I said. Just trust me Joan we'll talk in the bar

	The 71 Bar was a smart watering hole in the middle of town. You came
down off the street into a large basement with a dance floor at one
end and table's and chairs at the other. It was always dimly lit and
gave off a fairly secretive atmosphere. My table was in one of the
corners away from prying eyes or more importantly any flapping ears
that might overhear our conversation. Joan arrived about 5 minutes
later looking cool and stunning after changing and applying a new
makeup. I noticed with a tinge of envy how people's eyes followed her
progress to my table. I asked her what she'd like to drink, she asked
for a gin and tonic so I called the waiter over and ordered two. I
could tell she'd been waiting for this moment all afternoon, dying to
know what I was up to and what I wanted because she bit her lip and
then shot straight out with it.

	"What do you want? You know what I've been up to, you haven't ran to
the authorities so what's the deal? I know there is one!"

Just then the waiter came with our drinks. He set them down on the
table and I thanked him. I took a large sip of the cool drink and felt
it warm my stomach. I lit a cigarette and sat forward.

	"How long have you and the girl being lovers?" I asked. She looked
down for a moment and then fixed me with a defiant stare.

	"Two months, and we've loved every minute of it. Both of us."  She
emphasised the last sentence quite forcefully, it seemed important for
her that I knew Suzie was a willing participant. Who was pleasing whom
in this relationship? Bearing in mind the fact that I'd seen the girl
down on her knees giving the woman pleasure, Joan's statement seemed
to be a justification of that particular act, almost as though she
wanted me to know the girl enjoyed what she was doing as much as she
enjoyed it. Light began to dawn and the whole situation became clear
as I realized Suzie's role in the relationship, namely to give the
woman oral servitude. I shivered as I imagined Sophie doing the same
for me and realised how similar Joan and me were.

	"Is Suzie the one doing the giving in your relationship? I mean in
the way I saw her doing in the store room to be precise." I asked. She
took a gulp from the drink and nodded as she relaxed slightly.

	"Yeah, you've got it."

	"You know Joan, when I said our tastes weren't that dissimilar I
meant it. I love young girls. I love everything about them. Their cute
little faces, their young lovely bodies and most importantly their
sweet innocence. You don't know how many times I've dreamt about
taking a girl to my bed and having her please me in the way Suzie
pleased you. My greatest wish is to seduce a girl and teach her to
pleasure me for hours on end, even all through the night. I love the
thought of having a sweet young girl's face between my legs and
keeping her there for as long as I please."  I saw a glint of
amusement in her eyes as she nodded again.

	"Snap. So where do we go from here? You want to be involved don't
you?" She said with a raised eyebrow, of course she knew I did. I
asked her if they both met outside school for liaisons as well. She
answered that they did and went on to explain that she gave her
private maths lessons in her own home. Like me she had got the parents
agreement for the child to stay overnight, and like me she lived quite
a distance form their home.

"Okay Joan, lets leave it at that for now. We'll fix up a date for a
threesome sometime."

	"Yes that's fine. Don't forget Suzie's parents expect her to have
learnt something from her lesson, so I give her some extra schooling
during the dinner hour to counter that," She explained. I pursed my
lips and nodded in understanding. I agreed that would be wise and
remembered it for future use.

	The next day was difficult to say the least. I somehow managed to get
through the lessons and teach the children like a good teacher, but I
found it hard. Especially when I looked down and saw my little angel
sitting there at her desk just a few feet away from me. I forced
myself to manage and went onto automatic pilot as my teacher training
took over. I was pleasantly surprised when the bell rang for the end
of lessons and the children filed out leaving Sophie sitting at her
desk looking apprehensive and vulnerable. She was such a small dainty
looking thing, even smaller than the other girls in her class. Younger
looking by far than her sixteen years, but at the same time by far the
prettiest, with her elfin face and lovely green eyes which twinkled
when she smiled. I lead her to my car, fastened her seat belt down,
and once satisfied she was firmly secured; we set off for my home some
distance away from the school. It was a pleasant journey and as we
left the town the springtime countryside sped by behind us as I kept
my foot hard on the pedal to take us home. Finally we arrived and our
car crunched on the drive as we came to a stop and got out. I took her
inside and made us a meal of chicken and chips with mushrooms and then
we sat down with a mug of tea while our meal settled down. We chatted
for a while about this and that, nothing very important, and my mind
drifted off to the coming evening and what it would hold. Sophie had
said she wanted to read some grown up books. Well I had some very
grown up books upstairs in my bedside cabinet, and even now they were
laid out on the top waiting to be opened when we made the journey
upstairs to my bedroom. I looked up at the clock and saw that we'd
been here for two hours now and I decided to get things moving along.
I got up and left the room telling Sophie she could switch on the
television and watch a programme. I'd call her to come upstairs when
the lesson was to begin. I climbed the stairs to my room and shed my
clothes while I stood in front of the full-length mirror, taking a
quiet pride in my slim but womanly figure. Once again I marvelled at
the beauty of the female body. My perfect breast swayed as I walked
across the room, opened the bathroom door and entered the shower. I
felt the aches and strains of the long day seeping out of me as I
stood beneath the steaming torrent and luxuriated in its powerful
caress. Stepping out of the cubicle I reached for the large towel and
dried my dripping body and hair in the warm material, feeling vitality
and strength coursing through my veins. I sat down naked in front of
my dresser and ran a brush through my dark silky tresses until my hair
ran straight and sleek down my back. With the greatest care I then
began the careful operation of applying my make up. I applied mascara
to my long eyelashes and fluttered my eyes when I'd finished; taking
delight in the seductive affect they created. I applied just the right
amount of make up to my face, not too much, but not to little either
until I was satisfied with my appearance. The effect never failed to
thrill me as I was transformed from an attractive woman into the most
beautiful and sensual of creatures.  I completed my preparations with
a few strategic sprays of my favourite perfume, and then I slipped on
a black half-cup bra that showed most of my breasts and part of my
nipples. Finally a pair of lacy panties and sexy stay ups finished the
trick. I looked at the mirror to gauge the affect, tossing my hair
back as I did, and running a hand over my sleek hips. It was time for
Sophie's lesson to begin.

	"Sophie, turn the telly off and come upstairs" I shouted. In a few
seconds I heard her running up the stairs, practically pounding them
in her eagerness to get up. She walked along the landing until she
reached my open door and then tentatively entered. Her face was a
picture as she saw me sitting on the edge of the bed in sexy black
underwear.

	"It's such a warm evening Sophie. I thought I would take some clothes
off and let myself cool down a little. I think you ought to take a few
things off as well. To be frank I don't know how you can stand it."
She couldn't take her eyes off me, and I shivered with delight as I
saw her taking in ever inch of my barely concealed body. Finally she
found her voice and said "okay" she would and began undoing the
buttons on her white school blouse. With growing excitement I watched
as she slid the garment over her shoulders, placing it carefully on
the bedside chair as she looked up at me for encouragement. I smiled
and told her she looked lovely, which she did with her flat little
chest and little girl nipples.

	"There isn't that better?" I encouraged " I feel so much better for
not wearing all those warm clothes on an evening like this. Now take
off your skirt and I'm sure that you'll feel better as well."

	She managed a shy smile as she unzipped her little navy skirt and let
it fall to the floor. She was about to bend down and pick it up.

	"Leave it there dear, it's all right for now." I gave her a warm
smile as I continued in a soft voice. "Am I still your favourite
teacher Sophie?"

	She didn't or couldn't answer me such was her shyness as she stood
before me wearing only her panties and white socks. I cast my gaze
over her young body and licked my lips like a hungry cat as my eyes
took in her lovely little belly and puffy hairless lips and pouting
mound. Her legs were long and colt like but childishly thin, yet to
fill out into the shape of a young woman. I told her to go and pick
the book up that was resting on top of my dressing table knowing she
would have to turn round to do so, giving me my first site of her
panty clad little butt.  I risked a quick squeeze between my legs as I
drank in the horny site of her neat but slightly pouting little
dimples. She picked up the book and walked over to the bed and then
stood before me. I watched with satisfaction as her eyes once again
travelled over my body. First my stockinged legs with their black
banded tops and white thighs, and then onwards over my skimpy panties,
which did little to hide my full pubic bush beneath. I noted how she
licked her lips for a moment and then looked upwards to fasten her
awestruck face onto my half revealed breasts and barely concealed
nipples. I reached down with my hand and tilted her chin up so I could
look into her face. I thrilled at the site of her open admiration, and
exulted over the effect that my womanly body had over her. I looked
into her eyes and asked her if she approved. She blushed and I smiled
gently as I ran my fingers over her face to caress her perfect
features.

	"Sit up in my lap Sophie," I said a little more briskly. "Bring the
book with you".

	After a slight second of hesitation she did so and my insides churned
at the sensation of her cute little butt resting in my lap. I told her
to look at the cover of the thick paperback she was holding in her
hands. It had an illustration of a beautiful older woman perhaps in
her forties, who was standing up to; peel off her brassiere and
panties in what must have been her bedroom. On the bed sat a naked
girl about the same age as Sophie. It was obvious what kind of stories
the book was going to contain. I felt her buttocks squirm against me
as she looked at the picture and I saw her face redden as I bent my
head down to gently kiss the top of her head and run my fingers
through her honey coloured locks. I told her to turn the cover over
and keep turning the pages until she came to the chapter titles. They
were all short stories dealing with erotic romance between young girls
and women, they were all sexually explicit

	"This is a very grown up book dear. If I'm going to show you it you
must promise not to tell anyone else about it, not even your Parents.
It just has to be between the two of us, do you understand?"

	"Yes Miss. Are the stories about girls and ladies?" She asked, as she
turned round to look at me. I bent down towards her eager face and
kissed her on the cheek. She obviously like that and her eyes shone
with pleasure as I replied that they were.

	"This first one's a fairy story called "Clara and her Fairy
Godmother" and tells the story of how a little girl goes to visit he
Fairy Godmother at her cottage in the woods. The little girl loves her
Fairy Godmother and her Godmother loves her. She undresses the girl
and then lets the girl undress her. Then they go to the ladies bed and
have sex together."

"What's sex Miss?"

"That's what you're going to find out."


	Whilst saying this I had been slowly removing the clasp on my bra and
opening the front. Sophie opened her mouth in surprise until I bent
down again and kissed it.

	"This next story is about a little girl and her babysitter. The woman
shows the little girl all kinds of grown up sex games and they play
them together."

	My breasts were now exposed to Sophie who was staring from one to the
other. I gently pressed her face between my cleavage in an almost
maternal embrace and continued with a list of stories, all dealing
with the topic of young girls being seduced by older females, the
underlying theme being the girl never refused the woman's advances. My
hand dropped to her thigh and ran across her skin as I breathed into
her ear.  "This last story is a very special one Sophie. I think
you'll like it, you see I wrote it especially for you. It's all about
a girl who is only your young age, and her teacher who is much older.
The teacher likes the young girl very much indeed, and invites her
back to her house to give her special lessons with her reading. The
teacher is falling in love with her pretty pupil and I think the girl
is with her. She was only pretending when she said they were going to
have reading lessons, you see the teacher really wanted to seduce her
so she can have sex with her. She wants to show her all about sex, and
she wants to teach the lovely pupil to give her pleasure". I gave her
another kiss on the side of her face as I caressed her thighs and
crotch. She turned to look at me with an eager expression.

	"What happens next Miss?" she asked.

	"That's rather up to you Sophie." I replied quietly as I looked into
her eyes.

	"Is it about you and me?" She said.

	"Yes it is dear." I replied. "What do you want to happen next?"

	She struggled with the words to say to me, after all this was all new
to her, and she didn't know how to respond. It was new to me as well
but I did my best to help her along.

	"Do you like me Sophie? Do you like me a real lot?"

	"Yes Miss."

	"Enough to be the little girl in the story"

	"Yes."

	"Do you want me to teach you all about sex?"

	"Yes Miss."

	"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

	"Please Miss."

	"Then say it. Say you want me to teach you all about sex."

	She gulped and then found the courage to say what I asked.

	"I want you to teach me all about sex." She said in a hushed voice.

	I traced a finger across lips.

	"Tell me you want to give me pleasure, and that you want me to teach
you how to do it." I urged.

	"I want to give you pleasure, and I want you t. t... to teach me how
to do it." She blurted.

	"Look at my breasts now Sophie. Look at my big nipples. They are both
very hard because I have been thinking about you taking them in your
mouth and sucking them. I'd like you to do that for me right now. Take
the closest one to you and put it in your mouth."

	My hand went to the back of her head and gently urged her forward.
Her eyes were wide with wonder as my tilting breast entered her mouth
and my spiked nipple slid between her lips. Then she did what came
naturally, as if remembering babyhood she sucked on it. I groaned
softly as I felt her tongue flicker against my tit flesh, my nipple
swelled in her mouth and prodded the roof as it grew larger. She began
to enter into the spirit of the things as she sucked and nursed on me,
making plopping noises as she splurged. I shuddered and pulled her
closer until the whole of my breast forced itself into her stuffed
mouth and her cheeks bulged with their large load. I thrust forward
and my nipple pushed to the back of her throat, causing her to gag and
make her eyes water. She struggled briefly to pull back, but I held
her to me and thrust again as my cunt flooded over with excitement
with the sight and sound of her struggles. I let her go then, and
moaned with ecstasy as I wallowed in the new experience of having such
power over my little girl. Then I fed her the other one and she nursed
on it like a baby and coated it with her saliva. Moaning softly I
called her name as I experienced the feeling and sight of her adoring
my breasts. It was happening, I could hardly believe it. I was
actually having sex with my child pupil and it was the most wicked and
exciting thing I had ever done in my life. I loved it, and I wanted to
introduce the youngster to all kinds of kinky games that I had never
tried before. The little girl was going to slake my lust and be the
recipient of my deepest and darkest desires. My hand messed up her
hair as she worked on my breast as my other hand held it up to her
mouth. I let her go on for a few more minutes and then decided it was
time to move on. I couldn't wait any longer and needed to have her
face lower down. My cunt anticipated the treat and began to cream. I
pulled her back from my slick breasts and lifted her off my lap onto
the edge of the bed. I stood up in front of her and hooked my thumbs
into my panty tops.

	The only sound in the room came from the rustle of black stockings as
my panties slid down my legs, she gasped as my nakedness was revealed
to her and her eyes were riveted to my bushy hair and hanging labia
lips. The scent of rose water which I had dabbed myself with earlier
mingled with the aroma of my excitement, and the youngster's nose
twitched as she breathed it in. I ran my hand through her hair
speaking gentle words of encouragement as I persuaded her to bring her
face closer to my glistening vagina. I spread my genitals and pointed
to the various parts of it as I explained what they were. I also went
on to talk about oral sex and how to stimulate the clitoris with the
tongue and bring a woman to orgasm. She listened with wide eyes as I
continued and inched my sex closer to her mouth.

	"You see Sophie, only another female can truly bring pleasure to me
and to do that she needs to use her mouth and tongue. The fact is I'm
a lesbian, and as such I can only enjoy sex properly with another
female. You notice I say female and not woman. To say I enjoyed having
sex with another woman would imply she was of my age, a woman. Well
that isn't the case here. Actually Sophie," I continued softly as I
caressed her cheeks with my fingers, " I find myself drawn to girls
much more than I do to other women my own age. To be totally honest I
find myself attracted to you like I've never being before, not in all
my life. I want you so much it hurts. Can you understand that? Can you
understand how much I want to feel your lovely little mouth on my
grown up body and how much I want to feel, see and hear you drinking
down my excitement?

	Her eyes looked up and met mine, shining with love and wonder as she
listened to my words and felt the gentle caress of my fingers as they
traced across her lips. I knew at her tender years she couldn't
understand everything I was telling her but she understood enough. She
gave her verdict and answered my question with three small words.

	"I love you."

	"Then do so." I replied. "I'll teach you everything there is to know
about giving pleasure to a grown woman."

	My hand left her lips to clasp the back of her head and join it's
partner as I gently cradled her head and urged her closer until her
mouth brushed against my pink entrance and my pubic hairs brushed
against her face. My labia lips are grey in colour, and hang, or I
suppose you could even say, dangle from my vagina. I brought my other
hand down and let one of them rest across my finger. Guiding it
forward towards Sophie, I told her to take it in her mouth and lick it
with her tongue.

	"Suck it all in now," I instructed "taste it as you do so and get
used to the feel of it. Yes, that's good, keep sucking and licking
just like you're doing."

	After a few minutes of spirited sucking I moved her onto the other
one and let the lip trail across her face leaving a wet path over her
cheek. I fed it between her lips and sighed as I felt the sensitive
flesh receiving the same treatment, accompanied by the sound of her
watering mouth as it sucked and plopped on my flesh. After some time I
took it out and pushed myself at her, telling her to kiss and
stimulate my vaginal walls. I looked down and thrilled at the sight of
her little face as it disappeared up to the cheeks inside my gaping
sex, and I felt a sudden surge of fluid spurt into her mouth as a
result of the erotic site she presented. She coped well and I saw her
throat bob as she swallowed it down, giving her an advanced taste of
things to come. She was doing wonderful things to me down there, and I
moaned softly as I felt her tongue and lips worship me.  She flinched
and pulled back at the sound of my moan, and looked up at me as though
something terrible had just happened.

	"Are you all right Miss? Have I made you hurt?"  Her innocent face
was a picture of concern, her eyes staring into mine as if searching
for signs of anger.

	I reached down to run my fingers through her hair as I stroked her
tresses and sighed with delight.

	"I'm fine Sophie, just fine my love. You make me so happy with what
you are doing to me. I'm not hurt so don't worry. I'm making all those
moaning sounds because you are making me feel very good inside, and
when a woman makes a noise like I was doing it's because her lover is
doing wonderful things to her. It's a sound of extreme pleasure
Sophie...I will make even more noises just like that as I approach my
climax, but just remember the more noise I make the happier you are
making me."

	I beamed her my sunniest smile, which to my delight she returned
back. I saw relief and perhaps even exultation cross her bonny little
face, but then her face changed as though she had been struck by a
strange thought.

	"What's a climax Miss?"

	I realised she was still calling me Miss and was about to tell her to
call me by my Christian name. I was also going to tell her to call me
Linda when I opened my mouth to tell her to call me so, but suddenly
changed my mind. What if she forgot when we were at school and called
me by my name, not Miss? Wouldn't someone get curious if they heard
that, suspicious even. I decide Miss would be fine. To be honest it
gave me something of a thrill to be reminded that we were teacher and
pupil. Instead I thought about how to answer her question and provide
her with an answer she could easily understand.

	"A climax is something that happens when a person has received a lot
of pleasure. It can be achieved by many means. For a woman it happens
when her vagina and clitoris are both stimulated. In the case of me
and you for instance the more that you suck, kiss and lick my vagina
and clitoris the more sexually excited I will become, until eventually
my body cannot take any more pleasure and releases all of it's pent up
feelings. When that happens you'll hear me make a lot of noise and
feel my body shake about and you'll know you have given me a climax."

	I explained in what I hoped was a gentle, yet authoritive voice. I
deliberately held back from describing the full sexual process of
discharging vaginal fluids, I didn't want to scare her off at this
stage. I decided to leave it until it happened and then see how she
coped with it all. That was enough talking, I was getting desperate
for more action now and I wanted to feel her working on my clitoris.
Without any more fuss I guided her face back between my thighs and
told her to gently suck on it. I splayed my lips back first and let
her stare at the rigid finger, the very key to my pleasure and then
guided her down to it. She took the organ between her lips and I
moaned loudly as my thighs quivered and closed around her like a vice.
I released her again once I had gained control, and placed one leg up
on the bed by her side to open my self-wide. I controlled her movement
with my hands, guiding her head into just the right position to give
me the maximum stimulation. For a long time all that could be heard
was the sound of her licking and the squelching of my juices as she
beavered away inside my cunt. As the minutes went on I began to sigh
and moan softly, calling out her name and telling her how marvellous
she was and how well she was doing. She kept working on me for the
next half an hour as I gradually built up to my orgasm.  I bucked into
her face as I became increasingly more desperate and my grip on her
head became tighter as I guided her mouth up and down, and from side
to side as I rotated my crotch into her face, smearing my juice over
her cheeks. I heard muffled sounds coming from Sophie's throat as she
struggled to keep up with me, licking and sucking on my throbbing
flesh as though she couldn't get enough. Again and again I pleaded
with her to go faster, suck deeper and whatever happened not to ever
stop.

	"Oh Sophie, Oh Sophie my darling. Don't ever stop... Yes ...Yes go
for it honey go for it. I'm going to come in your mouth. Fuck! Oh
Fuck!" don't ever stop! Come on.... Come on!" I pleaded.

	My hands were out of control, pulling her this way and that as I
sought to release my cream for her. I threw my head back and cried
like a mad woman as I finally hit my peak and smashed through the
barrier spurting my cum into the back of her throat as I did

	"Open your mouth...come on lover keep it open for me." I implored her
in sobbing moans. "Drink it down Sophie, swallow my cream...Drink it!
...Drink it! Drink every little drop of it... Drink it from my cunt!
Oh God I'm drowning you." I gasped.

	 I saw her throat bobbing as she swallowed my hot discharge, and
still I continued gushing until try as she might it started running
down her cheeks in fast rivulets, dropping off her chin and
splattering her thighs. Then I guess I lost control of my bladder and
began pissing in her mouth. I was pleasantly surprised when she didn't
pull away but instead managed to drink it. I encouraged her with
gentle words, sweet talking her as I held her head in place and she
swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my warm bitter pee. I promised
her there would be more to come on other occasions and at last I began
to subside and quieten down with the sound of sobbing the only sound
in the room until I began to cry. I went to my knees and gently kissed
her wet face. I had never had sex like that in my life, it was
incredible and I sobbed with joy at the magnitude of it.

	"Thank you. Thank you." I cried. "That's the best, that's the first
time ever that I've...Oh my love you're just wonderful!"

	 I tasted my spending on her beautiful face and then kissed my way
over her delicate neck and shoulders. Looking back on that time I can
honestly say that up to then I had never experienced sex of such
intensity. I had never enjoyed anything so remotely erotic or
satisfying and I realised I had discovered something  -or someone - I
would never give up. I climbed onto the bed and lay next to my little
lover and held her in my arms as I whispered to her how marvellous she
was and how much I wanted her. I asked her if she had enjoyed what
we'd been doing... if she'd enjoyed doing it to me.

	"Did you like that Sophie? Did you enjoy using your mouth to make me
happy like you did?"

	"Yes Miss."

	"Did you mind me making so much noise when I came?"

	"Oh no Miss, well cos I know that you said that you are doing it
because you're so happy and it feels nice to make you happy like that.
I like doing it and I want to do it for you lots of times."

"Did you mind when I pissed in your mouth dear. Iliked doing that and
I hope you'll let me do it to you again."

"It tasted funny, but if you like doing it I don't mind Miss. I'll
drink as much as you want me to."

	She said this quite earnestly, thrilling me with her words as I
realized I could have this on a regular basis. I spoke softly, my lips
near her ears as I spoke of future meetings and what we might do.

	"So you don't mind it if I'm the one who receives all the pleasure.
That's good. We can do this every week if you like. Your Mummy and
Daddy will think I'm teaching you how to read, but instead you'll be
in my bed making love to me. This is what we will do; As soon as we
get back to my house I'll make us some supper, and then you can watch
telly while I go upstairs and make myself ready for you. When I'm
ready I'll call you upstairs just like I did tonight, and then I'll
take all my clothes off and you can be my slave all evening - and all
night if you can stay awake for that long."

"What's slave mean?"

"It means you have to do everything I tell you." 

  I said this in a breathy voice as I began to moisten again.

	"Do you think I might fall asleep? I don't think I could do it all
night. I'll be too tired. Can you...I mean could you stay awake all
night while I did it to you?" She asked incredulously.

	I realized how demanding I had become with her and decided to relent
a little.

	"No darling, I know you can't stay awake all night. You need to get
some sleep, but if we go to bed... say for about seven o'clock you can
do things for me until it's really late."

	I smiled down at her as I lay at her side, one arm enfolding her and
the other hand supporting her chin as I gazed down at her sweet face.

	"We'll have to have lessons at school during lunch time though.
You'll have to make sure you bring a packed lunch so you can eat it in
the classroom while I teach you to read. If you aren't making any
progress your parents will think it's a bit strange don't you think?"

	She thought about this, and then nodded, as young as she was she
realised the truth of my words.

	"We'll have the lesson on the same day as you come to my house then.
Is that alright?"

	"Yes, " she quipped happily "and then if Mum and Dad ask what I've
learnt at your house I can tell them.

	 It excited me to realise how she's colluded with me again and was
willing to lie to her parents for me.

	"Well let's get that right dear, don't tell them what you've really
learnt at my house. Tell them what you've learnt in the classroom at
lunchtime, and then tell them you learnt it in my house, or we'll
really be in trouble. I don't think your Mum and Dad would like to
know about some of the things we're going to be doing together."

	We both laughed at that, I was pleased at the way she was falling
under my spell, she was so willing to please me that there'd be no end
of things I could get her to do for me if I played it right. Suddenly
I wanted more, and turned over on the bed to lie on my stomach.  I
looked over at her and raised my eyebrow as I spoke.

	"Would you like me to teach you how to kiss me somewhere else
Sophie?"

	"Where?"

	"You'll see. Start kissing the back of my neck and then down to my
back...It's okay you can climb over me to do so."

	She was eager to start a new game and I shivered with pleasure as I
felt her naked little body climb over mine. She was learning well, not
only did she kiss the back of my neck; she also licked me with her
tongue making sensuous sweeps across my flesh. She gradually moved
down my body, first the top of my back and then lower down until she
came to the gentle slope of my buttocks. I looked over my shoulder
when she stopped and asked her if she liked the view.

	"Do you like my bottom Sophie?"

	"Yes Miss."

	"It's nice and round isn't it? It's also a lot whiter than the rest
of me don't you think?"

	"Yes Miss."

	"Do you like it a lot Sophie."

	"Yes"

	"Feel it with your hands. Run them over the cheeks"

	For a second I watched her stare at the smooth globes and then
gathering her courage she placed a hand on each cheek and began to run
them over the silky flesh making them swish as she did. I sighed and
shivered with pleasure at the ecstasy of the feeling and let out a low
moan as she took the initiative and squeezed the globes in her hands.

	"Oh that's nice Miss!"  She exclaimed.

	She cooed softly as she caressed the warm flesh, and I pushed my self
back slightly to fill her hands with me. This was heavenly but I
needed to move on to the next part of my plan, and sighing a little I
told her how wonderful she was making me feel.

	"You seem to like my bottom Sophie."

	"It's lovely Miss."

	"How much do you like it Sophie?"

	"Lots"

	"Enough to kiss it?"

	She nodded her head vigorously.

	"Say it Sophie dear. Tell me you want to kiss my bottom all over." I
said seductively.

	"She blushed a little at that but managed to do as she was told.

	"I want to kiss your bottom all over Miss."

	"Then yes please darling, I'd love that." And then "Here let's make
it easier for you. Pass me those two pillows over there."

	She did so and I placed them under my thighs, raising my buttocks up
in the air so the proud domes were before her.

	"There. That's better isn't it? Just begin kissing and licking the
cheeks."

	I continued to watch her face as her eyes widened and she bent
forward with her tongue out and ran it over one of the cheeks. She
swept over and around it, covering the entire globe and then pressed
her face into the cushioning flesh, sucking it into her mouth and
flicking it with her tongue. I sighed "yes" to encourage her and felt
my clit throb angrily in my loins. Now she moved onto the other one
leaving a trail of her salvia as she crossed over, planting butterfly
kisses onto my hot flesh. I gasped as she briefly kissed the crack
between and groaned softly as I thought about what I was going to have
her do next. After she had covered both buttocks with licks, kisses
and tiny bites I turned round and looked into her eyes.

	"That was very nice Sophie. Now watch." I said softly.

	I reached round and slowly pulled my buttocks wide open, revealing
the dark cleft and it's brown bud.

	"That's my other pleasure centre Sophie. I'd like you to press your
face into the crack and kiss and suck my anus. It will feel nice for
me if you stick your tongue out and push it right into the brown
hole."

	I paused for a second or two to see how she reacted, and she seemed
slightly hesitant

	" Do you think you can do that for me....hmmm don't be afraid of it
dear. You do want to make me feel good don't you?" I chided.

	She looked slightly nervous and I decided I had to take the
initiative, she wasn't really to sure and I didn't want her to back
out of it now. Reaching round I took a firm hold of her head, then
wedged her face between my cheeks and pushed back at the same time. I
held her there for a moment; very tightly so she couldn't pull back
and to my delight she stuck her tongue out and swiped it over my anus.
I moved my ass up and down over her face as she kissed and licked
between the crack, causing heated groans to pass my lips. My pussy was
drooling with juices and my clit was aching as I reached for her hand
and pulled it between my legs telling her to rub my clit and suck me
at the same time. Sophie got over her initial reluctance as far as
sucking my ass was concerned and began to enjoy herself. She worked
away between my globes, tossing her head from side to side, making
them quiver as she slurped noisily into the chasm between.

	"You're liking that aren't you, you little minx, I can tell." I
laughed

	 I gave a shove back to send her face further in.

	"Mmmm Oh Mmmmph." Came the sound.

	 Then she pulled out to look at me.

	"Oh wow Miss I really like doing that. It's lovely, it really is."
She exclaimed.

	"I'm glad you like it dear because you're going to be getting a lot
more of it from now on. Now get back in there my little angel and suck
my arsehole out. Pretend it's a grown up kiss and French with it, and
don't forget to keep rubbing my clit!"

	She dived back in, causing my buttocks to tremble again. Suddenly I
farted sending a hot blast of ass gas into her mouth, causing her
cheeks to inflate as she swallowed my fart and then went back to
rubbing her face into the sweaty crease. I did this another three
times and she took the smelly wind down into her stomach. I promised
to coach her further in this respect and looked forward to the time
when she would be able to eat my shit instead of just my wind. She
kept rubbing my clit as she sucked and slobbered inside my ass. Over
the next hour she brought me to the brink of orgasm three times. Each
time I pulled her away, took in plenty of deep breaths until the
crisis had passed, then guided her face back in again. Finally I knew
I couldn't keep it back any longer, I'd deliberately held back because
I wanted to try something different. I pulled away suddenly as I
approached another climax, and quickly turned her over onto her
stomach until moaning and gasping I frantically mounted her to press
my sodden cunt against her small dimpled bottom. I began fucking it as
hard as I could, my sopping cunt and powerful thighs slapping against
her delicate little cheeks in a fast rhythm. The headboard clattered
against the wall, beating a loud tattoo as I slammed my body down
causing her small frame to slam into the old mattress.

	I was grunting with each thrust, and she cried out as the wind
slammed out of her, but I couldn't have stopped if I'd tried. Suddenly
my orgasm hit me, and I speeded up riding her chubby little ass as
though my life depended on it, until with a scream I erupted and all
the pent up cum from the last hour erupted over her buttocks. I was
still spurting as I spun her round again and pulled her face to my
crotch, gasping out for her to open her mouth. When she had I swamped
her throat with the remainder of my load giving the girl no choice but
to drink my spurting cunt cream until I calmed down and stopped. I
collapsed down beside Sophie who was gasping and spluttering after the
ordeal and when I could speak again I apologised. I told her I'd lost
control, gone a little crazy and she forgave me giggling and saying
I'd gone "crazy bonks." We slept like tops for the rest of the night
and for me it was a blissful, dreamless sleep. I don't know what woke
me; maybe it was a bird calling to the approaching dawn. With a
stretch I reached out and picked up the alarm clock, which pointed to
four-fifteen. I looked down at the sleeping child and bent down to
kiss her elfin beauty. As I did she opened her eyes and grinned.

	"What time is it Miss?" 

	"Four in the morning Sophie."

	Is it time to get up yet?"

	"No my love we have another three hours yet."

	"Oh, I'm awake now, I can't sleep again."

	"Hmm. Very well..In that case I'll put the next three hours to use."

	The worn bedsprings creaked crazily as I walked up the mattress on my
knees and sat down on her pretty face.

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