She was sorry that she put a damper on my sex life and told me that she could go to a hotel if I need the house. I told her no - it was a short time a...d she's my sister. I could wank it or go to one of the women's houses if I needed to. She told me that one of the divorce reasons was that her husband and her were not compatible sexually. I told her that I was sorry and jokingly told her that I hoped that I didn't scar her mentally.She laughed at that and said "No, you didn't scar me, but it. His soft lips lingered on hers, his hands moving to her neck, pulling her closer, for a few precious seconds. Then reality hit him like a freight train. He pulled back a bit, his eyes searching hers, fear entering into his brain as it registered the fact that he had just broken a major taboo, that of kissing his teacher. Stacey stared back at him, all her pent up frustrations about his rather personal dealings with her coming to the surface, crystallized in that kiss. Words formed, and then. She had long slender arms, and long thick legs. Her breasts were small, but perky in her loose fitting tank that she slept in the night before. Her hips were wide, and her but nice and round from numerous squats and exercises at track practice. She brushed her teeth and ran a brush through her hair, throwing it into a pony tail high on her head. Walking back into her room, she grabbed her gym bag, and dug out her track shorts and the cropped t-shirt she always wore to practice. "Hey sweetie,. "Well yeah know a beautiful girl like you shouldnt have her face ruined. That's why im going to chop off your head and keep it so i will always remember you babe."Maybe i should tell you why im going to be killed before he acutally commits it. My name is Lola. Lola Johanson, or LJ as im know by my friends and close personal business partners. But i am also known as l****a to the men i fuck. But those are a very small few. Nothing over the number of 40 or 50, i mean im only 27 after all. Well.