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Black Cock School For A White College Girl | dixie50 | 2

 

Looking down at her books he says, "I teach Trig at Community. Maybe I can help you study." He sounded so sincere and Jennie was desparate. Plus, it didn't hurt that he had a gorgeous body.

She shook hands and introduced herself and offered the man the seat next to hers. They huddled over worksheets and old tests for close to two hours. Jennie noticed Michael moving closer and closer to her; sometimes sitting shoulder to shoulder. Sometimes they'd reach for the same paper and their fingers would touch, making her insides tingle.

"Let's take a break," Michael suggested. He started rubbing my neck with his large hands, working his way down my arms. It felt wonderful, but the feelings I was having scared me. I felt my nipples becoming erect. I glanced down and was mortified to see how far they stuck out through the thin t-shirt. Michael followed my gaze and smiles. I pulled away. "Thanks for your help, Michael, but I think I need to go," I said as I started gathering my stuff up.

Before I had all of my books and papers into my bag, the slow drizzle outside and turned into a real downpour. Now what was I going to do? The train station was 5 blocks away! I would be drenched, but I couldn't wait here, either. Michael sensed my panic. "Let me drive you to your dorm, Jennie. There's no reason for you to get soaked. Besides, I have some more study materials at my apartment that I can give you that I think will really help you out. You just need a little practice," he said. I noticed a slight grin on his face, but I didn't catch the meaning of it, then.

"OK, " I said. It had to be better than walking 5 blocks in the pouring rain and then riding the train soaking wet!

 

What kind of study materials does Michael have?


          Math books and riding crops

 
 
 

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