"I looked at the student's desks, and he said, "No, not there, Vicky." He stepped forward and gripped my waist in his hands, then lifted me onto the e...ge of his desk. I wiggled back so I could sit comfortably. I saw Mr. Coree staring up my skirt, and since I don't wear panties, I knew he was getting an eyeful of my love patch. A huge bulge formed in his pants and it turned me on that my old teacher was getting a hard on over me. I spread my legs wider and gave him a big grin.He stepped between. "Sounds like a dirty movie." Samantha giggled. "Can we watch it sometime?" It's more crude than dirty, but it is a work of genius. I've got it on DVD; it's called Full Metal Jacket." Cool." Samantha tried a ridiculous line of her own. "I've been entered into the pregnant teen miss USA pageant." That's nice." Last weekend, I took Samantha on an African safari. We hunted elephants using nothing but a yo-yo. We're having the meat shipped back after it's been cured. We'll send you some when it. “Come on, just for a bit.” He insisted. “We’ve had such a good day, let’s not end it on a bad note.”“Ok, when you put it like that I suppose I can do with a drink.”I stepped out of the car and followed him up the stairs and into his apartment.“The fridge is fully stocked, help yourself. I’m just going to the bathroom.”I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a coke from the fridge. I went into the living room, sat on the sofa and opened the can. I was halfway through the can when the door to. Every chance we got. And it was a story, until now, I never told anyone. I was his “dirty little girl” and loved it all.The Girl in the Gilded Cage A little true story in San [email protected] was my Mom’s idea and embarrassing but at that age I did what I was told. Little did Mom know that Dad was regularly fucking me and I was horny all the time.It was a fund-raiser in San Antonio and part of the event was to bid on the “Girl in the Gilded Cage” which was me in a scanty.