“Let go of me. You are hurting my wrist. If you don’t want to help then I will just be on my way.” Trying to dig in my purse for the pepper s...ray that I suddenly realize is not there. Pulling out a $20 dollar bill, “here is the money I owe you for the damaged can.”“You don’t owe me anything. Our paths crossed for a reason and you will soon learn why.”“You are scaring me. Let me go I will not bother you.”Suddenly a clasp is placed on my wrist and then before I can react the other is also. Mark stepped out of his sexy, lycra, boxer briefs and grabbed a handful of his cock, stroking it slowly. "I have not been able to keep my hands off my cock all day. I've had to sneak away and edge so many times," he admitted quietly. "Mmm," I moaned, and watched Mark slowly masturbate for me. "Edging, huh?" I quietly teased. "Well, I think we can do a little better than that," I solicited, patting the bed next to me.Mark released his cock and it stood at attention, completely erect against his. Kristy was flawless, young, and little I said or did could make an impression upon her. I could hurt Angela's feelings, but not Kristy's. Angela got tired or could decide that she wasn't in the mood while Kristy,... well, you know. Kristy taught me how to seduce and enflame, Angela showed me just how well I learned. Angela fought back, debated, and probed; Kristy mostly answered questions.As I approached the back porch deep in thought, Angela launched herself from the screen door. She waved. "How long do I have to stay there?" I asked."As long as I want you to."That could be days I thought. It was the worst seat in the entire class. The seat was uneven and wobbly, the table was worse. It was dreaded by those who got on the teacher's bad side. It was even more dreaded by those who hadn't done any wrong. Like me.After I reluctantly moved myself to the front. She handed out the test answer sheets. She came over to my "desk" and threw the sheet in my general direction. "You.