" I see," she said, and as she approached me, she introduced herselfas Miss Ellen, my teacher. "Hello Taylor, I was so delighted to seethat a boy had...registered for the class! I haven't had a boy in thepast 3 years. I'm so looking forward to getting to know you!"Her greeting caught me off guard. She was a young, very pretty lady(I'd guess in her mid-20s) with a red pony tail and was very slenderand beautiful! She looked exactly what I pictured a ballerina to be.She wore a simple black. Annoyed. And well she should be. Vicky wondered if she and Bobby, with a day (and last night) to think about it, were trying to drive the girl away. Take Kevin her letter, tell him to call, then convince him to make so many demands that she gives up. That was very possible, and didn't make her feel good about herself. Vicky considered herself a good person, not mean, or selfish. Certainly not one to play emotional games.Those could have no winner."Hi, Nitya!"Kevin's voice was cheerful as the. I let out a sigh but kept my eyes closed. It was strange because part of me honestly wanted him to stop because it was wrong. But there was a part of me that was enjoying his attention and like a d**g wanted more.He began rubbing my pussy through my sweats. I was frozen. I didn't move. I didn't resist. My mind was saying "STOP" but my body wanted more. I was so wet that I was afraid I would leak straight through to my sweats. Inside the car there was the sound of the tires rumbling against the. Then I left her boob and gave her a hard hug with my tongue in her mouth. She moaned in a loud voice. Then I put my one hand on her back under the kameez and started massaging her back. And took her earlobe in my mouth and started to lick it. Her moans changed in to Then I took of her kameez up to her boobs which were covered in a black net bra. It was for the first time I was watching her body in this position and woo what the scene was. She was very beautiful with 34-27-36.and was about 5’3″.