" "Well Mrs. Parks you have earned yourself a week of detention, with me." "Oh. Whoop De damn doo." I sit quietly for the rest of class and the day ...oes on. The day ends and I go to detention I walk into Mr. Miller’s room. I notice he's not here I turn around about to leave, when I run into him. “Look if you are going to give me detention, at least, be here in the room when I come. Like damn, I have shit to do.” "I have shit to do as well; you really think I want to sit here with you and. Obviously the bite of the chilli wasn’t worrying him yet, but I had been careful to have more cream than chilli on my fingers. I didn’t want to spoil the surprise completely. I ran my now-damp fingers down his body gently: light airy touches meant to stimulate. Once he started showing signs of arousal, I positioned him as I needed him, his arms stretched out high above his head, exposing his arm pits. Then I selected a bottle with a drizzle tip on it from the tray that I had already filled. ”Miss Thornton’s fingers flew over the stenotype keys as her boss and Easy bantered the finer points of law. Her dark nipples moved erotically underneath her blouse as if searching for a way to escape the fabric that held them. Both Mark Walters and Easy couldn’t help but steal looks at Miss Thornton’s dancing breasts. MC was completely mesmerized by them. How was this even possible? Was she flexing while texting on the stenotype?Stabbing her index finger on the table to keep Mark Walter’s. Just for a little bit andI'll take you home, okay?" She stood fidgeting unsure of what to do. I had no idea she was a retard. Yea, she seemed a little slow, but I just thought she was shy and nervous and not mentally deficient. She must be border line or something because she doesn't act like a retard.Taking her books from her, I slammed them into Jessie's stomach."Hold these for her. We'll be right back," I said putting my arm around her shoulders and guiding her back down the street.