You reach for the bottom of your shirt but grabs your hands to stop you. “Hey, I need to study. You already know this stuff.” He says. Pleased with this idea, you stand still and let him do his thing.
“Alright, now this is a girl’s shirt.” He says as he lifts it over your head. “And this lacy thing strapped around you is called a…a…um…a bra!” he exclaims as he reaches around the back and expertly unlatches it and slides it down your arms. He looks around and then grabs a black pen from his desk, uncaps it and writes “Left tit” on your right tit and “Right tit” on your left tit. “Oops. Looks like I messed up.” Leaning down, he licks “left” and “right” then rubs them out. It’s so silly and cute, but the licking and rubbing gets you excited enough for your nipples to stick out. Pulling your body against his, he corrects his error and draws arrows pointing to your nipples, labeling those “nipples.”
“Hey, this is a hands-on activity,” you say, “and you have to do more than just label everything. You need to demonstrate that you know what these are for!”
throws the pen aside and starts massaging your breasts and licking your nipples.
To be continued... |