I was teaching 8th grade math at the time, at the end of class one day, one of my students rebecca came up to me sobbing. I had always noticed her, sh...e looked much older then 14. this girl was so perfect, 5'1 maybe 90lbs, blonde hair and so petite. she had the cutest innocent voice. she came up to after class, everyone had gone already."mr. johnson, can i talk to you?" sure rebecca, have a seat, what is wrong?" well, i never had a daddy, and my mom doesnt care about me she is barely around. She opened the first one and thumbed through it, releasing her arcane sight so she could see the pages better. It really was a spell book, but the preamble notes for each spell were written in the Ancient tongue, so she couldn’t read them to learn what the spells did. She’d need more time to decipher it.The second book had a title written across the front, which was unusual for spell books. Opening it, instead of spells, she found page after page of notes in cramped handwriting, intermixed with. I was really upset with myself for being such an uncontrolled jerk, until I felt the mattress move a little, and she said, "Yum" in a very quiet voice."What the hell?" I thought. I opened my eyes to see her bending over the bed, looking up at me, my cock in her mouth, and a tiny bit of my cum drooling out of the corner of it. She immediately scrambled up onto the bed, straddling me and slid my still hard cock into her pussy. Without even so much as a second's pause, she began riding up and down. " Kimmie rolled her eyes and sucked on her straw. Notthat she had a job, or wanted one. "Making what, minimum wage? My grades suck, there's no way I'll ever be ableto afford to relocate offworld on what I can earn working, not if I save fortwenty years. Maybe if I win the MegaDraw . . ." Kimmie was shaking her head. "You could marry a rich guy." She smiled atthe thought. "Oh please." Jayme snorted. "Where am I going to meet a rich guy? At themall food court? Dressed in an outfit that costs less.