I really don'tremember much about that room at all, except that when Icame out, I was moving on those heels like I'd been born inthem. I didn't find a...ything unusual about it either. As amatter of fact, I suddenly wasn't finding anything at allodd about the way I now looked or the fact that I wasmoving and sounding like I'd been born a sexy woman.Our last stop was another of those plain rooms with just achair in it. I sat down and heard that voice again. When Icame out of that room, I had a. But I mean romantically. Like the feelings a boyfriend and girlfriend or husband and wife have for each other... would that be even possible for a mother and son. I had never heard of something like that happening before. The biggest question, if it were really true that she felt that way about me, do I feel that way about her? I honestly didn't know how to answer that to myself. It's such a taboo topic that I was afraid to even answer it at all. We have sex with each other all the time, but. More clever. So don't give me that shit that you've learned your lesson. I'm not an idiot."The sharpness of my tone and the cursing from her teacher showed her the gravity of the situation. She sunk down, defeated and said, "So that's it. There's nothing I can do. I'm just screwed."I chuckled internally at that last statement and thought to myself, "not yet...." Liz, you have to be the most talented young lady I've ever taught and it's so unfortunate and disappointing that this very serious. "Yes," I whispered again."Will you pull it out for me?" she asked."Are you serious?" I responded nervously."Please." With that answer, I nervously pull my shorts down. My dick is about average size and raging hard. It's already dripping precum. "Will you jerk it for me while I tell you about this?" she asked. I start stroking my dick."He took my hand off so he could undo his pants. I lowered myself so I could pull it out. When I did, he was already hard for me, like you are now." Was he big?" I.