Sanchez, help us out, where did he come from, where did he live?"He shook his head. "The West?" he asked. "I don't know. Book didn't say." A reader; t...ere were not many of those. Have to remember that, worth a B by itself. Reading assignments were an absolute waste of time and energy, just going through the motions. You could, he had decided, hide dollar bills in the textbooks, and they never would be found."Nope, sorry, doesn't it, really? Hm. Any of you ever visited his home. It's open to. Escamilla had chosen the Black girl in her class to please her. I smiled, watching my Latina futa-proffessor shiver as the ebony-skinned beauty bobbed her head, nursing hard. It was such a delight to watch.“Ooh, yes, yes, Greta,” gasped Stacey. “Get that tongue in my pussy. You have to worship me because I'm dating Chloe Quick!”“Yes, she does,” I said.I surveyed the mostly empty auditorium. The entire student body, faculty included, could fit in here. Bryana was way in the back as she savored. Uh.." Cheryl." She smiled as she completed my greeting. "Hello Carl. Shopping?"She grabbed one of my bras and looked at it. "Hmmm... Wrong size! Tess is at least a C-cup; these are B's! And nipple clamps. Nice!"I pretended some innocence. "Yea...yeah your right. She's a C. I forgot." This one is cute!" Cheryl said as she grabbed a couple of my panties. "Ooh my goodness. This one has a lace ties up the back side and look, it's crotchless. Naughty girl that Tess, isn't she?"I nodded in agreement.. It just was that a relationship with her, for a guy like me, was just "a kick in the balls, waiting to happen". I wasn't going to go there. Been there, done that, and the t-shirt didn't fit.So for the next few weeks we played cat and mouse. She was always seeking me out, trying to flirt with me and I was always avoiding her, but remaining friendly and cordial to her when we did meet.Then one day after our last class, she cornered me, "Why are you avoiding me? Do I have BO or something?"So being.