Of course, my limited interest in school was diminished even more with the knowledge of how unimportant this last semester really was to me. So it was...just my luck that I’d end up in yet another class with Sarah to end my time at our school - Economics in final period. We were only on Wednesday of week two classed when Sarah sat down beside me to start the period and our story truly began.………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Sitting in class waiting for the period to begin Sarah. I also give myself a 5-litre enema with warm soapy water that has a trace amount of Her favourite analgesic so that when things get a little rough the pain will not be overpowering. After the enema and shower I make my way to our closet to pick out something to wear for the evening. This is not one of the ‘gee what should I wear’ moments but rather ‘ if I put this on will She be happy with me?’ I take a black leather harness off the hook and slide it over my head and shoulders. The roller. " She held up each item as she mentioned it.She stepped to the middle of the room and blushed. "Now comes the interesting part," she said. She started taking her shirt off, and continued until she was as bare as I was! "I'll be teaching this class in the nude," she explained awkwardly.The boys all stood and cheered. Miss Hooker stood facing them for a couple of minutes."All right, that will do," she said. "Let's move on." The guys sat down, and she stepped over to the table."Obviously most of. Girls were squealing as he passed them, and every now and then, he would stop, look one dead in the eyes, and wink. The way that girl would freeze and slowly fall to the floor made him chuckle. To him, he was just Cam from Brooklyn, New York, the same guy who worked as a personal trainer to bring in some money for his mother. He was the same guy who played ball for the love of the game rather than the love of the money. Looking around his house, he saw quite a few women who caught his.