He had been staring fixedly at his teacher’s curves for unknown amount of time, and she had been watching him for an equally unknown timeframe. She ...had raised an eyebrow at him, and seemed to be waiting for him to realise that she knew he was watching her. Once the realisation and subsequent crimson blush spread across his face, a small amused smile quirked her lips. Reaction achieved, she went back to helping the student before her.Jason focused his head down on his desk, thinking furiously.. For next week touching and sometimes kissing continued. She started to feel stressed by the whole situation, on the other hand, she didn’t have another option. Whenever he touched her she started to shiver and was afraid that he will kiss her.On the second week of the third month, things started to escalate.It was Sunday evening when he called her to the living room. “Karen, can you come here?” he asked her in a normal tone. She just finished her work for today and not suspecting anything she. Am I wrong?" she wondered, with her hands on her hips.I bit my teeth and clenched my fists. "Here is a better question: why am I the only one that you grind your ax with? Just because you are really popular, Miss Perfect? Now you think you can do whatever the fuck you want?" I asked, getting in her face."You got your long blonde hair, perky tits and everything else here. Popularity isn't enough, you need to take shits on the not so attractive ladies?" I questioned, checking out her body and. She went and changed the saree as she has to wear it tomorrow. Every thing was going normal and Sunday came, she went for the kitty, she came back.And from Monday onwards i can see my mom was slightly in tension. But couldn’t manage to understand. What actually is going on. After a week i saw my mom talking on call. She was shouting to someone. And almost like crying.And to know more i went to my room and received the parallel connection phone. It was her friend on call. And she was saying.