This story is a fantasy of mine and has been inspired by someone who I think is an amazing writer and someone I hold as special to me…you know who y...u are xoxoAfter leaving high school at 18 I decided I wanted to become a writer and after researching different colleges and specialised schools I stumbled upon the L & C school of writing, the fees were within my budget so I thought …why not I need to learn from someone older, wiser more experienced than me..A bit about me my name is Debbie I am. ”His hand felt good, but it made Kelli a little nervous; only Linda had touched her bare skin, before.Don touched the fly on his boxers, letting his seven inch shaft free, “You’ve never even seen a cock like this?”“Uh, yes... I mean, no. I mean, just on the little ones when I babysit. No, sir, I’ve never seen one that big.”“Touch it, Kelli. Please touch it. You’ll make me so happy.”“But…”“Please?”Kelli’s hand touched the head and her fingers found their way to encircle the engorged meat. Don. So it was uncharacteristic of me to balk in front of a classroom full of people for being picked on by a teacher. Well, a hot, young, intimidating, distractingly sexy…did I mention hot? All the girls sitting in the room were practically drooling over their desks, especially Diana Simons, the busty brunette sitting at the front, looking like she wanted to eat him alive. Even the guys seemed almost captivated by him. I couldn’t blame them, I was trying very hard not to stare too openly, hence. But what was certainly clear was that Jonathan was in Mother Valencia’s bad books. The recent complaint he’d anonymously filed with IIROC about Geeta was a good start, but nowhere near enough. He needed something better to put something on the credit side of the ledger. and if he could drop by Lancemore tomorrow with the surprise news that he’d gained access to the Temple, that would surely do the trick. But on the other hand, if he consulted Valencia first, she could give him guidance on what.