He had always been scrawnier and weaker than the other kids, and he didn’t have the sharp wit that is gifted to most teenagers in High School. But o... this morning, something snapped in Erik.Erik scanned the room. The room looked empty now that all his stuff was packed into a few boxes in another room of the house. His cap and gown were hung up neatly in the closet.'Only 4 hours until graduation,' Erik thought. "And then, I’m outta here."Erik’s hard work throughout High School had paid off. Erik. I hear her close the door behind us and turn back to face her, my penis swinging a millisecond behind me. She looks down once more, not bothering now to make it a quick glance. It is unashamed, she is staring at my solid prick, which responds, which encourages her to continue looking by regaining its temporary loss of length, girth, hardness. I look down again, trying to resist the desire, the nearly overwhelming urge to grip it, to pull back my foreskin, expose myself totally to her, for her,. There were tears on her face and she had puffy eyes. But all of that was easily offset by my hard-on. I watched her as I started to take off my clothes."I can't believe you'd make me do this. You can't be over fifteen. I'm a teacher. Doesn't that mean anything to you? Are you just going to continue to take off your clothes? I want you to know that I am a virgin and that I've been saving myself for my future husband. Have you no shame?" I'm sorry to hear that," I murmured.By this time I was. It was an amazing sight looking out over all of those cadets. The sixth class, only in their first year, were still learning the basic forms with instructors walking around making major corrections to their positions. At the other end of the spectrum, the first class of cadets were now in their tenth year and were practicing advanced forms of multiple styles of martial arts including the newly introduced Assini style which was developed by Sun assassins several hundred years ago.The first.