I managed to suppress my instant urges and get back on the test. I wrote it off to mere hormones and lust for one of the hottest teachers in the scho...l. Platinum blonde, MAYBE 27, better than average titts and just enough ass to be popular in the ghetto. That satisfied my moral center for about a week. Then I found myself sitting in civics class and it happened again. This time the object of my lust was Mrs. Davis. She was the frumpy mid/late 40-ish teacher that no one wanted. Mean and. " well, yeah," i said." well, i decided that since you want to dress like a little girl, i'd pick out the cutest little outfit i could. I also got this," she pulled my hand down to her crotch. I couldn't belive what i felt." Is that a..." yes, it's a strapon. i got it, just like you wanted, and i intend on fucking you like little girl in your tight virgin ass. I'm going to make you my little bitch. Now, lose the towel. You're gonna dress up now." she told me. she walked over to a chair and sat. So the moment we walked in our table was ready. We all sat down ordered a round and started to talk. I was ready to give him the numbers and info he wanted but he really didn't seem to give a shit. Anytime I started to talk he talked to Sarah right over me. Hey, didn't both me I just kept sipping my drink and watching the him do his best to impress Sarah. We ordered our meal and I'm pretty sure Donald or Sarah hadn't said 3 words to me the whole time. I had a ring side seat from the charming. “I can’t tell you on the phone, I need to talk to you.” “Ok, where do you want to meet?” Adam asked. “In my second house,” I said. “That house where we had sex?” Adam asked to confirm. “Yeah,” I said and told Adam the exact address of the house. He didn’t know the address because last time I took him there in my car and fucked with him. I put on a top and jeans, grabbed my car keys and headed to my second house. I reached there before Adam. I went into the house and just started walking.