We had to watch some shitty documentary about the state of Germanies economy in the 30's. Naturally being the laughing stock of the school I fell asle...p as my so called classmates took pictures of me on their phones. Miss Peters must have left me there as I woke up in an empty classroom with a note on my desk, it read 'Meet me at Mrs King's room at 3:00' Mrs King was the other History teacher in the school who was the type of woman that would be the last to arrive at work and first to leave.I. The last time I was in a car in this situation I was in high school. I felt his finger tips move slightly higher, “What do you think you are doing?” No reply, Hal just kept on looking forward. I found it very difficult to concentrate on the road. Here I was with a 18 year boy with his hand on my thigh and I wanted to stop him but all my womanly urges wanted him to carry on. ” What panties do you like to wear Mrs.Thomas? he said. None of your business I replied. May I see them? He said glancing. I was pleasantly surprised by the ultra-long over-the-knee boots wrapping the legs, as flexible and docile as the arms and fingers when walking. I can even clearly feel the slight vibration of the heel on the ground and the foreign body sensation underneath."I just don't know why, but after putting on the boots, there is always a desire to step on something with the heel... It's weird."I didn't pay much attention, but turned my final gaze to a pair of black latex long boots beside the bed. The. Somehow I unzipped his pants and started to feel it with my tongue over his underpants. He was trying to keep me away from it but I wasn’t backing down and I continued to do it.After about 10-15 minutes of teasing, he now was impatient and pulled up on the lonely Delhi ridge area. It was not completely dark but was very lonely. He got out, opened the gate, and pulled me out by my hair, and made me kneel down on the ground. I did accordingly and unzipped his monster.It was fairly big, about 7.5.