I whimpered as his cock rocked against my center slipping in easily. His hand went around my throat gently choking me as he fucked me.I whimpered soft...y as he pressed his thumb into my ass.“Troy,” “Not yet,” he growled as he increased his thrusts and hit my gspot each time.“Please,” I sobbed softly.“No. I want to look into your face when you cum,”He pulled out slowly causing me to whimper at the void, making him laugh.“You really are a little slut aren’t you?” he teased rolling me to my back. The thing is, I knew exactly what he meant by it. It was a bit more perceptive than I was used to hearing from someone my own age. My Dad says things like that all of the time.”Val said, “That quote thing is half of what makes him so creepy.”“No. Your interpreting him quoting others as creepy is not a reflection on him, but is an illumination on your own insecurities. He makes you feel uneducated and that is an insult to your vanity.”Even as Val bristled, Mrs. Shapiro applauded and said, “Well. She will receive special dispensation and hand in her homework and any projects on Friday. I'll be back for the work later today. Thank you." She walked out with Wendy in tow.The English instructor hadn't a clue what was happening for the next four days. Usually he'd go home and smoke a bowl while he graded the homework for the day. Somewhere in the green fog, the inspiration would come and the morning lesson would magically appear.Lesson plans never survived first contact with the enemy .... To him I had crossed the line, only time would tell if the damage was beyond repair, he would always be the girl’s doctor but my friend? Not for some time to come. The journey home was more subdued, all three girls went in Frankie’s car and I drove mine with Caroline, although judging by the way she sat as close to the door as she could, I had a feeling she would rather be with the girls. Frankie knew that wasn’t going to happen, they all needed to talk and she knew I was going to talk to.