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I had been at Greenichville High School for the last year and nothing exciting ever happened. All the teachers wore boring clothes – grey button-up shirts and ties, long, frumpy sweaters and skirts. The school uniform was a black blazer, grey skirt, white shirt, long white socks, and black heels. So cool – I think not.Today, was like any other day, except there was torrential rain outside. The rain pounded on the windows like drums. I sat slouched at my desk looking down at it, but glanced up when the classroom door opened and a drop dead gorgeous woman stepped in. I sat up straight and stared stupidly bahis siteleri at her.The tall woman was young, in her late twenties. She was wearing a black pencil length skirt, four inch black heels, white blouse tucked into the skirt which was low cut, and her blonde hair was up in a twist. She put her black bag down on the desk and turned to us – the students. She smiled.”Hello, I’m your new English teacher, Miss Pearce,” she said, with a smile. She leaned against the desk and folded her arms under her breasts pushing them up.I couldn’t help staring. I felt a familiar ache in my groin as my pussy throbbed. canlı bahis siteleri I had to hold back from drooling. “Now could anyone tell me if any of you have read Romeo and Juliet and what’s it about?” Miss Pearce asked the class.No one said anything so I raised my hand up. “Yes,” she said, acknowledging me. “Romeo and Juliet is about two crossed star lovers whose families were lethal enemies with each other,” I said.She smiled at me and nodded. I smiled back.”And you are?” she asked.”Katherine Wilson, Miss,” I replied.”Well done, Miss Wilson.””Thank you.” I smiled.Miss Pearce smiled canlı bahis back and turned to the white board.”Thank you, Miss Pearce,” mocked Tiffany Hayes, at me. She was a plump girl with a mean streak. “Shut up,” I snapped back, louder than I had wanted. Which grabbed the teacher’s attention.”Who said that?” Miss Pearce demanded, her hands on her hips. “Katherine,” Tiffany told her.Her green eyes were angry. “Miss Wilson, you stay here after school for detention,” she said and turned back to the board.I groaned and then smiled as I thought, won’t be so bad, the gorgeous Miss Pearce will be there.At 4:00 p.m., after school, I sat at my desk and Miss Pearce sat at her desk reading a book leaning forward making the tops of her breasts on show.I felt the oh-so-familiar arousal in my pussy and felt my panties beginning to get wet.

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