" No problem. It's good to see a student enjoy math."[Mr. Barrett didn't teach the next year's material as that was high school which had separate tea...hers, but when the new term started and I was still so good at math, he got the notes from a 9th grade Math teacher.]Toward the end of the term, something similar happened in some of my other classes too (not English, obviously). I think the teachers must've had a little conference about me for most of them to copy Mr. Barrett so quickly. I was. He let his finger slide down my slit and play with my fluids. “You smell delicious,” he murmured. He looked into my eyes, making me turn red again, and plunged his finger in. I instantly had to close my eyes, the pleasure over-whelming me. He chuckled and I felt him wiggling around. Suddenly he hit a spot in me. I cried out and dove my fingers into his hair. He laughed loudly and muttered something to himself. He began licking me gently and I wanted to cry it felt so good. His knowledge of my. Stacia buried her face in my shoulders every time we walked past someone but I knew she could hear their questioning laughs and lewd insults.I opened the door to my room and Stacia rushed inside. Her cheeks were red but she was smiling. The slut was exhilarated."Really, who are you?" she asked."I'm the man who knows how many vibrators you hide in the bottom drawer of your dresser. I'm the man who knows about the group cyber fuck you had online. I'm the one who knows how many humiliation stories. She started to gulp it and the man help the glass away fromher mouth and she got the message. Sip it. She did."Finish your drink and get cleaned up. Don't get the bandage wet," hesaid.He lit two cigarettes and she looked at him and shook her head and noddedat the no-smoking sign on the wall."Fuck it. They'll never track my credit card down anyway," he handed hera cigarette and she smoked it and sipped her drink.It was only then that she realised that she was standing close to the mannaked.