More she thought about how to avoid it the more she was thinking about it. In her nervous tick of nibbling her lip, every time she is slightly aroused...that tick arrives to tell. She could not pretend to be this way for the next 20 minutes. Slight moisture dribbling into her white panties and she surrendered to the desire, her hand crept between her legs and she began touching as she noticed the teacher stammer his words. "I-I-I uh,.. Jeffery, continue reading where I left off" as he was trying. .. that'll get me another 1-1-1) Thankfully, I do not suffer from a lack of self-confidence and I trust my own judgment far more than I trust the scoring system on SOL.Luckily for me, I'm also blessed with my fair share of attention. A lot of people like this story quite a bit. A lot of people who presumably know what they're talking about, probably more than I do, and I like that. I always learn a lot and try to pay attention. Some of the feedback I've received has been over-the-top cool, like. Later in the day we ran into each other in the break-room while I was getting coffee she asked me in a soft low voice "So did you like my car?" I replied and told her it was a great car I would have to run more errands in it more often. She then asked me "Did you like my gym bag too?" I answered and told her I don't know what she's talking about. She said " I went through my bag in the ladies room and there was some slimy white stuff on my panties" I said oh Wow?! Nervous as hell I was making. He strokes his hand against my movements and I became aroused and attempt to tell him to get off me, he just laughs at the sound that comes through the fabric cinched into my mouth. This could not be happening I tell myself, not again, not by him. I look to the only window in the room. The light is more pronounced now. Just a little longer and I would know my attackers identity for sure. His skilled fingers move away from my small, virgin hole and he begins to pinch my nub. He rolls my button.