Or rather, she could, but she adamantly didn?t want to. Something in her was being drawn toward the showers, pulled by a force of excitement and antic...pation that she couldn?t explain. Her thoughts were increasingly focused on her skin, the delicate sensations coming from her smooth, silky skin...There was already steam coming from the doorway, she could feel it. Thick, hot steam, slowly billowing out into the corridor. It mixed with the cool air in a way that was almost overwhelmingly. I teach Health and Chemistry at a small high school in a southern state. I grew up in the town and graduated from this school, then returned to teach about two years ago. So I'm only twenty-four and most of my students are juniors and are mostly s*******n-year-olds. I love my job and the small classes allow me to give a lot of one-on-one attention to any student that requires extra help.But I do get the occasional teenage girl who will flirt with me to either get a good grade or just to tease. Her face was pale, drawn, but beautiful nonetheless, her brow scarred. The white sheet, draped over her midsection, was just partially covering a hideous metal frame the purpose of which was unknown to Simon. But he was sure that some of those shiny rods were inserted in her pelvis and lower back. A month ago he had heard a doctor mentioning that her spinal cord was damaged and she was paralyzed from the waist down. ?Poor thing, comatose and paralyzed,? mumbled Simon, and then wondered why. Some men did not like it but I knew a few who had enjoyed it thoroughly. Rat had no idea of having done anything remotely related to sex other than probably shooting in the men’s room or wetting his bed sheet at night. For him until an hour ago sex was just another word in dictionary.It was for me to release his sperm into the light fleshy mounds of a woman and there by set him free, make him a man from a boy. I got on the bed, spread my legs and lowered my cunt for Rat to lick. He was lying on.