And yet, Acele was that one student who defied that social order. She was a teacher’s pet who hung out after school long after any self-respecting t...irteen-year-old would. The reason was because she got too many requests to walk home with other kids. Nobody had anything bad to say about her. And even if her accomplishments were mediocre at best, she was given overwhelming praise by people around her. She sat with the girl’s in class, played with the boys during P.E. and sat with the problem. “Ehm… I was just wondering… how… or… who to ask to have… it filmed.” Jim asked as delicately as he could.“Oh… well, I… overheard some talking about it… and they talked about Ms. Qisha. So I asked her… and she… had it arranged.” Bob mentioned one of the receptionists.“Oh, okay…” Jim had talked to the very self-assured black woman a few times before, so he knew who she was.“Ehm, thanks… and… if I can ever return the favor, let me know…” Jim knew who he would be talking to the next time they were. He slowly started to feed his monster a little at a time, this time it was working sort of he managed to get about half in before it was stuck again. This time he didn't pull back, he told me to get busy like around his cock and her pussy. I did as I was told licking his big shaft. He smiled down saying that's where you belong as he started easing more monster to her. I thought he would never get all that in her pussy but as I watched he shoved it home. He stopped to let her get accustomed to. "More! I need more!" My my my!" said Jim. "You can't get enough, can you? You've already come once tonight, Gretchen. I'm starting to think you're greedy!" But... but..." she panted, eyes wild. "I like it!" Well that's good, but if you want to come again, you're going to do it in your new outfit." Jim said.Gretchen of course agreed. She was greedy. It just felt so good! It made everything all right! It drown out that annoying, confusing voice in the back of her head that kept telling her she.