“Miss shake-her-ass-till-every-guy-has-a-boner?” I frowned at her, barely even remembering that girl I used to be. The girl I was before Jake. “... remember how you used to love to tease all the guys in the clubs, or bars, or parties. You had them feeding out of the palm of your hand. Don’t you want that back? Didn’t you like how that power felt?” I hesitated, but nodded anyway. I loved it… “Then fucking get out there, you idiot! Stop bitching and moaning about Jake, and find some other guy! Even. It was his first seriousexpression all day. “I don’t know. This whole teaching thing. It’s kind of overwhelming.” “Uh-huh” Mr. Jordan patted her on the shoulder gently. “I’ll tell you, honey. It doesn’t get any easier.” “I mean, these kids, they’re going to depend on me. A lot of them areseniors. I may be their last chance. What if I screw up?” “You won’t screw up, because underneath the. Goddamn... Gloria may be one hell of a fuck, but I've got to have me some of this stuff! She's unbelievable, just unbelievable!He moved toward her as she eyed him dazedly, not really knowing what he intended until it was too late. She lay there in near paralysis as he knelt in front of her, Gloria and Hawkins both watching excitedly as the third act of their little sex spectacular got into high gear. Al's eyes mirrored the lustful urge he had no intention of suppressing. His teeth gleamed. "Valerie looked up at her brother smiling. "Oh alright! But we better not get caught. If we do I'm blaming it all on you." Yes!" Tommy exclaimed.The siblings walked the two blocks where Mr. Olsen's house was. Mr. Olsen was an old man that lived alone. He was pretty mean looking and often liked to scare away kids. His house was huge and had a gorgeous garden full of fruits. But the main attraction was a big peach tree that held the most delicious looking peaches ever."Ok now I'm gonna grab some.