Her blue eyes meet yours, seeming hopeful to have at least one student listening to her.Stacy Bickler was one of the younger teachers at Westside High... Her face, and body for that matter, looked younger than her twenty-seven years. You make note that she seems to be trying to hide her figure under a sensible outfit, but her wide hips and firm breasts still fill out the skirt suit she has chosen today.Her dirty-blonde hair tied up in a loose bun, combined with her outfit, gave her the makings of. Gracie purely hated her Mom, but she would not even wish that on her.She sat a minute then said, “You have been so very good to me, making me forget the bad things. I admit that I want to be childish, to have freedom to do anything I want. Plus, part of me says I should try to get away from you, to be sure you don’t ... well ... change your mind. Or you could be fibbing, something tells me you are good at that. But maybe I don’t need to leave Tuesday. Is one more night with you is okay?”She was. . then he didnt show till the next morning, lucky ass.The 3rd day we all kinda went our own ways,which was cool, I still didnt know them all that well, and I was still a little suspicious, of Nicks reason for inviting me.That night, we were, watching movies, eating pizza, or at least me and Richard were, David and Nick were drinking and playing pool, I finally just thought Id call it a day, it was still early, but I was tired. I really dont know what time it was when I woke up, I was having. We ended up meeting at her house one evening. In my sober state, I didnt really know how to approach it. So we watched tennis for an hour. I then decided to take control of the situation and get a bit of touching going on. She then mounted me. I slid my hands down her pants. And just then, her 18 year old daughter walks into the room, not prepared for what she was going to see. Needless to say, her jaw dropped. I re-introduced myself to her. In response I got an awkward, "Hi". She then quickly.