He reached down and grabbed a fistful of hair on the top of my head. He pulled me to my feet and looked down my body. "Yeah, you look nice, whiteboy. ...till hard too. This is gonna be fun." Jay pushed me a bit then stated moving me backwards. My legs hit the side of the bed and he landed on top of me, our cocks rubbing together.Jay's handsome face was just inches from mine and I stared at him, moaning as he worked his cock, humping mine with his. Jay watched me and seemed to be enjoying rubbing. Then I heard Mr Jackson address my mother."What's your name, sugar?" Maureen," she said."So what do you think of this guy on all fours here, Maureen? Pretty pathetic, huh? I guess you must wish you married a real man, instead of this punk who owes me $40,000."My mother said nothing."You know what I just love, Maureen?" Whats that?" she said."I just love cute-assed, married white women in their 40s who know how to stay in shape. That's what I love." Is that right?" my mother said, with a hint of. The next set of questions may be a short answer type question. The last set of three maybe of any type you dare, from question to challenge. She agreed and admitted she was nervous. We used the lighting to pick who asked the first question. She won and asked the first question." was I enjoying the evening". Yes was my answer." was I enjoying her company". Yes was my answer." Have I played this game before" yes was my answer.I asked," was she enjoying her evening" yes she replied." did you know. I walked in on Mrs. Silva grading some recent quizzes, while she looked up and smiled. “Hola senor. So what’s the problem?” “Well you told me to come earlier and arrange to be tutored. Would this cost any money?” Mrs. Silva chuckled at this and responded, “No senor! The school guidance office can arrange for you to meet another student in a higher class level during your study hall to help.” Now she was talking about me meeting with OTHER people, which was an idea I didn’t like. If I planned on.