It was disconcerting."Hi Paul. Hi Joni. Who's your friend?" Kevin. Kevin this is Susan." Joni, I love your necklace." It wasn't what she said; it was ...ow she said it. She didn't just flirt with boys, she flirted with girls too.The conversation soon turned back to teachers. Which school has the oddest teacher; Deland or Palatka? When that subject ran dry? Which school has the oddest student? Paul maintained that he was the oddest. The others disagreed. Kevin did an imitation of a kid he swore. As I walked on the corridor Steve asked if I was Ok.My face was flushed and I was simply gagging for it, I said “I’m fucking horny” he looked at me and taking me by the arm walked round to a backroom area where I’d never been before, it was dark and dusty but to be honest I didn’t care. He pushed me against a wall and started kissing me with his hands on my tits my nipples were solid as I moaned.With my arms around his neck our tongues entwined his hand pulled my skirt up and then slotted on. He was from North Carolina and even just a few words gets my juices flowing."Hello Daddy" I replied, offering a little kiss on his cheek and a hug, feeling his large, strong hands reach around to grip my ass cheeks and pull me close. I love the feeling of those hands all over me, especially on my ass and my heart started to beat a little faster as he pressed me tightly against his warm body. Pulling away and taking his hand I led him over to the drink tray waiting for him."What can I get you. If I say any of those things, perhaps your brain will just ignore everything else I say. Still, I think it is important for you to know that my eyes see your face as beautiful, your figure as perfect, and individual parts of your body as intensely desirable. But I don’t want you to see me as an old pervert who only wants your body. I love talking with you. You are smart and fun and never boring. I’ve watched you with your friends, and I know you are a kind person. You don’t make fun of others..