There's no way. It's just not cool. The voice whispered to me, "He's a boy and a girl. She would love it if you sucked her cock. You could show he... how fun it is to get sucked. She could suck you. You could french kiss her for the first time and lick the back of her throat. You could feel his cock get hard in his little panties and tight pink pants. You could lick and kiss his neck and turn her around. You could pull her pants off, pull her panties off, stuck your tongue all the way up. "He touched me, the tips of his fingers finding my cheek wet and warm, and I turned my head, kissing his hand. I don't know why, I just did it like that and he moved closer, we both did. I put my right hand on his side, feeling his body beneath his shirt and we were so close then. His breath was on my face and I moved, my nose touching his, rubbing against each other just like that."What did my dad tell you?" I asked him, feeling his lips brushing mine as I spoke."That I have to respect you,". My eyes fixed the computer screen... "OH, JAN - YOU BITCH!" I echoed, liking my own lips suggestively. It was so 'SURREAL!'I sat back, slowly unbuttoning my uniform shirt - there were a couple of 'female' police officers at the local police station that I had suspected of being a little 'BI-CURIOUS'... "I WANT 'A PIECE OF THE ACTION' TOO!"The policewoman's issue blouse slid from her shoulder. I pulled at my own uniform shirt. As I watched them, I could feel my nipples hardening.I felt so. But when the 9 boys and 3 girls shuffled in on a humid August morning, I faked confidence and toughness and quickly put them to work.To my surprise, things went pretty well. There were some difficult days at first, but I soon realized that my students were mostly just big kids who wanted attention. Once in a while, I'd ask Mr. Reynolds about that promised teacher's aide, and he'd shake his head sadly. "The red tape is unbelievable," he complained."Where's the sex?" you ask. I'm getting to that..