“You’ve done well.”She walked to the side of the room and picked up something and before I knew it she was slipping it in to my ass. I assumed i... as steel bung from the cold feel and size.“There, that will keep you stretched a big while we play.”Coming to the front she tugged me to my feed and turned me around. Again from the side of the room where there was an assortment of toys and devices, she pulled out something. Pretty soon I saw it was a pink cock cage and she expertly fastened it then. Even though this was my first time meeting this student, I did know a little about her reputation. She was one of brightest students in the school. Her grades definitely put her on the college or university but the downside was that she had a bit of an ego. I was going to correct that today.“Stacy, do you think your outburst is a proper reflection of a student of your academic prowess?” “No, Ms. Saba.” “So knowing that it isn’t why did you choose to act in such a manner?” “I don’t know. I guess. Assisted by photos, assisted by words, assisted by trust, assisted by loneliness, assisted by something lacking in our other lives. Is it the vestige of anonymity that continues to bind us? Are we bound? Have we ever been? Is it that I am . . .. Oh, she will be here soon. Oh, calm. Trust. Believe. It is all good. I am here because I want to be. She wants me to be. She said so. Why would she. What is this all about? She does not need me. Why would she want me? Why? What am I doing! What do I. "Alan, would you be interested?" Sounds like it would be lots of fun and a good way to end your firstyear in junior high." Mom, oh, I don't know. I don't think I would make a pretty girl." And being in only 7th grade, I don't think I would win against the olderkids in 8th and 9th grades." Nonsense, age has nothing to do with it, but your attitude in the key towinning or losing." I will help you look your best. Besides, it will be fun for me to havea "temporary" daughter for awhile. With your.