Fargo when he stormed into my math class. My teacher stopped talking mid-word with her mouth gaping. He made a big production of handing me the note a...nd announcing that I would not be allowed back in school without it being signed by my mother. The snickers around the room were, I'm sure, what he sought. They hurt. It's impossible to get a second chance in a small town. Jenna and I would have to find our way elsewhere.When I got home, I handed my mother the note and waited with my hands stuffed. Hamilton's place in about fifteen or twenty minutes. And damn it, when he got there, he would ask his chemistry teacher about Atilla! Mrs. Hamilton was a wonderful and pretty teacher, one of the few who'd ever treated him decently and not like some baby. He was sure she'd tell him the truth if she could; she wouldn't act like that smart-aleck Marge Spanner... !It wasn't long before the fourteen year old youth reached LaGrande Avenue, on which Mrs. Hamilton lived. He walked along the sidewalk,. “But I’ll tell you what, I will extend you one invitation.”“Is it to piss off?” Maybelline asked, staring at the floor. Or at least that’s what she would have stared at if she could see past her tits.“Let no man say you aren’t clever.”May’d been prepared for this. Reaching down between her breasts, she withdrew a USB drive on a nylon neck cord. Moving as swiftly as her high heels and altered form would allow, she lunged to place herself in between his path and the monitors.“No, damn you!” She. He noticed a slight tremble along her entire frame, and her eyes were lit up like two stars sparkling. Her pupils were dilated (he took note), and her breathing was definitely coming in heavy short bursts. She was on the brink of high excitement which only caused more of a surge in his already burning groin. She looked so enticing to him. He kept up his slow message and followed her eyes after she handed off the glass, as she renewed her active attention to his powerful pulsing copious cock..