I’m a bit frightened.”He looks a bit frightened. “Don’t be afraid, I know you’ll do great, plus you probably have everyone routing for you a... home right? Mom, Dad, Girlfriend-“ I say, knowing he’ll answer with a yes or a no. “No, no, no, no girlfriend. I’ve been single for quite a while,” he says sadly. “Me too,” I say. “But sometimes I like it that way. I’m only 18. No strings attached. I do get lonely though.” “A girl as beautiful as you shouldn’t have any problems finding someone to love.. " I knew this conversation was going to take longer than I thought so I put my bag down on the ground by his desk. As I leaned forward my breasts squeezed together. I looked up and saw my teacher eyeing them. Instantly I felt my nipples harden. I was turned on. I knew I shouldn't be but this man was just so damn fine... I pulled a notebook out of my bag & reached across Mr. James' desk to grab a pen. He grabbed my hand and stood up bringing me with him. "now, you could do all the make up work,. " Probably was a rip off, but he had nothing to lose, except the forty dollars it asked for. He needed to do something about his life and this could be the answer. An order form was attached to the bottom of the ad. He cut it off and filled out his name, address and phone number.He put forty dollars in an envelope along with the order form and addressed the envelope to address on the ad. It looked like some independent company, or maybe some old lady in her basement. There was no title or logo. She looked spectacularly beautiful as she smiled, radiantly pursing her crimson lips. I tried to look down at her breasts as her hand had slithered down to interfere with my energised penis.She smiled and kissed me flush on my lips; her marble, gleaming eyes flashing and mirroring my sexual engagement."Are you masturbating you, naughty boy?" She eminently squealed with her wispy girlie voice.I swallowed hard as I felt my hard phallus head brushing the pubic forest of her vagina."No," I whisper.