I hadn't known then that when you touched me, my muscles would respond, rippling under your fingers, and that when it happened, your breath would catc... and you would instantly get hard. I hadn't known that when we were out in public, standing in a line somewhere, you would suddenly pull me back against you, arms around my waist, and whisper tenderly in my ear how hard you were going to fuck me as soon as you got me home. I hadn't known how wet that would make my pussy. I hadn't known how every. As we sat around discussing this phenomenon I started thinking about how well this particular franchise could translate to an erotic story line. What happens at the school? How do teachers educate? How do students prepare for tests and study together? Does it take magic to create ‘the magic’? I thought I’d take a crack at it and have some fun in a genre outside of my normal writing style. I truly want your thoughts, comments, ideas, and suggestions. I want to have fun with this. Let’s make it a. I looked in an imaginary mirror and said to my reflection; “Why the hell did that scene turn you on so much? Who the hell are you? And what have you done with Tina?”I thought I saw a pattern, but I wasn’t sure. It appeared the scenes depicting things further from something I would have the guts to do got a higher rating. Finally, I made a drastic decision. For some very strange reason, I had come to trust Mr. Admirer’s judgment on such things.“Mr. Admirer:I know you said you didn’t want to see. She said she doesn't have sex alot & that since her husband was the one out of town, she was going to get her moneys worth. Her tits were hitting my in the face when she started cumming. I pumped her harder & faster as i grabbed her ass. I started to finger her asshole, when she said she was cumming again. At that point I put two fingers in that tight brown hole. We fucked like this for a little longer. When I told her I wanted to fuck her ass, she jumped off & got on all fours. I stared at her.