Here, I’ve found your trousers, and your shirt. Bye, sweetie. You can let yourself out, can’t you? The door’s on the latch.”There were a few r...stling sounds as the disgruntled lover, used and discarded, put his clothes back on. Then the door clicked open and then closed again. I held my breath as I heard him walk past my bedroom, then a more distant sound of the front door opening, then slamming shut.There was a short pause, then my phone pinged with a message.“Hi Annie, he’s gone, u can cum. She is my new teacher. A 25 yr angel from god. Perfect height, perfect figure, and perfect face.I always use to dream about her, thinking of any ideas that I can get to score with her. Our school is off for us but we are allowed to discuss any problems with any of our teachers.I go almost everyday around 9 am to school to solve my confusions in Urdu. We study in a small room without any window. We sometimes sit in Staff room or in that room.One day I went to school to study with miss Abida. For. "You want her, and she wants you. Take her. Eat her until she cums for you."Better judgement should have prevailed. But when a guy has a sweet-tasting pussy pushed tightly to his lips, better judgement usually goes the route of the Dodo bird. In this case, the Dodo bird came a distant second in a race of lust and longing.My tongue developed a mind of its own and extended itself from my lips to my granddaughter's excited slit, then found its way from her rosebud to where her pearl of pleasure. Mrs. Sloan started with, "First, I'm not a medium, or anything likethat. I don't use a crystal ball. I just have the ability to sometimescontact the soul of people who are still here. Some people have calledme a spirit guide. But, I'm here to just help those souls." Souls that are still here?" I asked."Yes. Some souls don't cross over, for various reasons. Some just don'twant to. They stay, and watch over their loved ones. Others, have amission to accomplish before they can crossover."I guess I.