Walking over to it she motioned for Simon to wheel up to the desk. ‘I just got it all hooked up, there was a discount for teachers so I figured why ...not. It’s connected to other computers over the internet,’ she said pointing to the phone line that went from the wall to the back of the computer. ‘You can look things up, find all sorts of information on a number of subjects, it’s becoming more widely used every day’ she finished as she turned everything on and the computer went through its start. "I'm sorry." You breathe and Sam just smiles before kissing you again and her fingers curl around your breasts."Lie down with me." You request and you both go to the carpeted floor and you stretch out over her.According to the internet, you're a top."Can I kiss yours?" Sam asks quietly and you can't find words so you just nod and Sam pushes you over onto your back and then she's half lying on top of you pressing your lips to your breast. And your body is throbbing and excited and you hook your. I found that it wasn’t unpleasant to have this handsome young man admire me. I did realize that he wasn’t much younger than me. He was around eighteen years old and I had just turned twenty-one. But it wasn’t the age difference that made the separation, it was the difference in authority. I was the teacher and a nun and he was the student. The year flew by. I was thrilled when Zachary received a scholarship to Stanford University in California. He credited me with getting it for him. I had. "What do my beliefs have to do with it?! I'm just not a fucking slut!" She then had started annoying me, "What the hell is your problem? I'm trying to help. I'm sorry you got broken up with, but you don't need to get mad at me." She followed my reply with, "What? You're being such an asshole about this. You men.. Just because we women don't want to drain your balls doesn't mean we're disposable." Now we had rolled up to her dorm, so she opened the door. "Fuck you, and all the rest of you men!".