Thats not the worst thing if the girl is exceptionally hot, but not when shes thirty to forty pounds overweight. I mean, Ill grin like an idiot all da... at a stuck up bitch if shes hot enough, but not Anne. She had a cute smile, on the rare occasion when smiled, but her face was round and flat and there was too much space between her eyes. That combined with her usual frown gave her a dead fish face. It was clear that we didnt get along and even had a number of fights at work that needed a. .being with a girl...sexually?"I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. I started describing to her, in very graphic details, how wonderful making love to Amber was.As I talked, Debra started moving around again. She was using her feet to kick the blanket off of her. Once free of the blanket, she rolled over on her belly and turned her face away from me.In the flickering light of the candle, I could see her naked body, lying next to me. The sight of her beauty dazed me. I didn't. She was friendly and patient, the latter a wonderful trait for a music teacher, and we got along really well. My lessons were on Saturday mornings and, as I got older, I became increasingly aware that my particular piano teacher was also a very pretty woman.She was always dressed nicely in tight skirts and sweaters that complemented her form very well.It was somewhere around age eleven or so that I really began to take notice of my teacher's physical charms. I knew about boobs by now, of. Sandra entered the break room after me, and closed the door. She sat next to me, and leaned over, conspiratorially whispering to me, "I hope you are happy! You evil rat! I wore that damned jacket as long as I could, but it simply got too hot for me. Don't you say a word, not a single word! If you get me all flustered, and nipply, I'll ... I'll ... Oh, I don't know what I'll do!" So, did you dream last night?" was my reply."Yes I did! You made me do this! I never-NEVER go out without a bra, but.