??Well Kat welcome to Roosevelt high.? Mr. Bishop held out his hand.Kat stepped forward taking his hand Kat noticed he had a firm confidenthandshake. ...Thank you sir. I hope I do alright here, it seems likeforever since I stepped foot in a school.?Mr. Bishop chuckled. "Yes summer seems to have that effect on all of us.So, here are your schedules, I as able to match you up in everythingthis quarter except your math classes. Kat you scored very high in thatarea and I felt it best to put you in. I guess it's because I was so shy. I still am even though I've gotten used to being nude. I pretty much had to get used to being nude since I am nude statue but it's still embarrassing having strangers looking at me. As for my looks, I had long brown hair that I didn't do anything with other than tie it back and because I wore glasses no one could see my green eyes. And my 5'10", 130lb body was hidden under baggy loose clothes. I like to think and I have come to know that my 34-24-34 figure was. ”Jameel started to walk away as I computed all the information. “Okay, okay… I’ll do it. But I’m not taking my underwear off.”“Okay then, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want the job.” He shrugged. “It’s late but I’m sure I’ll be able to find someone to take off their bra for three-grand. No problem.”“Okay, I’ll do it,” I said quickly. He knew I needed the money.Jameel smiled. ”Do a good job and I’ll throw in an extra five-hundred. Call it a performance bonus,” he said, grinning. “Make sure you. Pressing his palms onto the countertop behind me, I was surrounded by his massive frame. I held myself tightly with my head low, taking short, clipped breaths that pulsated in my chest.He forced his balding head into my hair, inhaling deep and breathing out with a satisfied grunt. ‘Mm... Yes, that’s right little bird, surrender. Maybe I’ll have you right here,’ he grumbled orcishly.Forcing my legs apart with his knee, he opened me up, and I closed my eyes, unable to do any more, just counting.