She seemed to welcome the interest of her history professor. Even on those days after class when no arrangement had been made, Emily waited by the doo... for him as he gathered his notes, packed his briefcase, and prepared to leave. Unless a departmental luncheon meeting intervened, Evan was always glad to accept her unspoken invitation to their every-other day assignation. Her face, Evan decided, was more delicate that those of the models he’d seen on various magazine covers as he passed the. Please no I begged as I squirmed under his rough hands. Shhhh he said itll be fun he giggled as his other hand push up my bra and fondled my chest. He did this for what felt like forever. I plead every so often and he would laugh and continue, occasionally increasing his speed or how rough he was fondling me as punishment for my crying and begging. As he began to move my thong to the side I started to beg and plead again louder for him to stop. thats enough bitch he yelled as he got up and. That too for biology, maths and English. Whenever biology teacher teaches me about human parts and use to touch my body to give examples…..it went like that for some months…i use to laugh whenever he used to touch my body and use talk little loose…..one fine day he was more excited and started touch more and press boobs…..he was rubbing my thighs it was going on….and I was losing control but try to avoid by laughing. Suddenly he changed topic to sexual life and how woman gave birth to baby and. I was up on a ladder. I was painting, andole Sammy was down below, ---but as I found out, ---looking up at me and upin my shorts, a hell of a lot more than painting." "Hey man, what're you doing? What's up? We're never gonna getthis thing painted if you don't get with it! What're you doing?" "Hey Jack, I gotta ask you something!" "Yeah, what? What?" "Jack, ---you got any underwear on, man? You wearing any briefs?" "Yes, hell yes! Why? Why in the world would you ask me that?" "My gawd.