When I got back, I put the glass on a low table and sat beside her. Her body felt limp and surprisingly tender in my arms as I lifted her into sitting...position. Supporting her back, I brought the glass to her lips. She moistened them, and glanced at me. I waited as she sipped some more water, then lowered her gently down again. “Do you really care for me,” she said. “No, I just want to fuck you,” I said nervously. Her good eye filled with amusement, the other remained disturbingly dead. . Hell I was a teenager whose life revolved around thinking about sex and jerking off and having sucked cock. I told him of my experiences that way. Before I knew it he had pulled of the main road into a deserted car park and his cock was out of his trousers and standing proud and he was encouraging me to play with it, well I was getting a ride home in a warm dry car so I decided it was like paying my way. I reached out and took him in hand and began to slowly stroke his shaft as he made. ..the teaching part...but the political part and the beaten down economy were pushing out great teachers and slowly the bureaucracy and bullshit were wearing me down.I was paged to the office, so I turned off my frustration mode and turned on happy face mode and headed to the office.Sitting in the office was a ridiculously beautiful young black woman....my intern for the semester. We had talked on the phone a couple of times and sent dozens of e-mails back and forth but not once did it come up. .. what happened," I asked her. "Oh, I got a warning," she said with a smug smile. I shook my head in disbelief. "What did you tell him?" I told him this was my Uncle Louie's car and I was on the way to the lake to meet him. Leaning into the window, I got a good look at her tight form fitting shirt and smelled her intoxicating perfume. "Well, I can see how you got away with just a warning," I said admiringly. She smiled but I could sense some apprehension as well. I forced my mind back to the.