Emma hurries to pack up the rest of her notes—not that she actually took any. As she rushes for the door her teacher, Mister Braxton, catches her by...the arm. “Hold up for a second Miss Fletcher, please.”Emma skids to a halt, throwing her best smile on her face as she looks at him. “What can I do for you Mister Braxton?”“You can tell me why you are in my class for starters,” he says as he releases her arm and though he tries to hide it, his eyes drop down to her breasts and then her very. It’s more of a personal problem I am having. It’s kind of embarrassing, but it has really been bugging me.? He looked almost baffled as he stared in her gray eyes. ?I’m not sure I can help with those sorts of problems. I am more of a logic man,? he chuckled. ?If you want though, I can give it a try. I will help in any way I can.? She smiled a wide grin. ?Are you sure? Ok. Well here is the thing; I am really attracted to this man but he is a little out of my league. Not to mention. At the time to me she was just this cute little k**, so I would flirt with her and make her blush. She had a very nice, well developed body for her age. I would do little things to lead her on. Like pinch her butt as she walked away, or tickle her foot as I walked by her in the living room. After about a year of this we started getting her high some times. This was a great opening for me, and the X brought it on herself. Here are a few things that happened over the year then I'll get back to. We've got enough bed linen and towels, right? And I expect you'll take Maddy shopping on Saturday. And I'm going to try to get Charlie a suit, two or three shirts, a tie, shoes, and socks. He can't look like a cowboy on Monday. By the way, where is the American consulate?"Weena was at her laptop. "16 St. George's Terrace." Where's that?" Right where I work. Actually, about two streets from the Royal Perth." Great. So, what else do we need to do?" I need to clean!" It's clean." And we haven't.