Kik me @ sumadhur, for some decent sexting!So, this is a story from Junior college days. I had a biology teacher named Neha mam (name changed) aged 25...(unmarried)! She was a really beautiful lady slim with nice breasts and a superb ass, she was fair and a bit taller than an average Indian woman! I was keenly interested in Biology and worked on a variety of projects, so we had a good connection! During my 12th standard, I was given a project of making slides of plant samples by her, I used to go. And they better be flawless when you're finishedor I will add a couple more weeks of wearing that maid outfit aspunishment!" As the tears ran down her cheeks she continued to paint mynails with no sloppiness. "Yes Kristen I bet you will make a great nailtechnician in a white trash salon some day?" All the other girls laughedat her humiliation and when she went wipe a tear from her cheek herblond hair fell down onto the nail polish brush. The class busted out inlaughter as she quickly excused. He started to back up, like he was afraid and was trying to get away from them, like they were a monster or something. All too soon for Donny, he ran out of room after only a couple of steps, and he found himself backed up against the door. He was reaching for the handle so he could get away out the door, and he almost made it, but they got within range in time, and the virus took over. His whole countenance changed in an instant, as his body shuddered and a wave flushed though his body.The. I heard You walking down the stairs and after a moment I thought I heard a plastic bag being rustled. Then nothing.I waited on all fours. I looked around the room a little bit, taking in its simple elegance. But I did not move, not one inch. I simply waited, quivering with anticipation.A little while later I heard You climbing the stairs again. I was breathing so heavily that my mouth was hanging open. What more could You possibly do with me?It didn’t take me more than a moment to figure.